An ornate and gold-edged book, of which inside are secrets even she doesn't know or understand. But tucked all through it are leaflets of paper, as if she'd rather not write in the book its self. Except on the first empty page of the book is written in exquisite, flowing penmanship her full name. ~ Lavender Cecelia Morgan.
Sunday, 08 March 2020
Despite my earlier trepidation, I find myself blushing and laughing more then I have in a long time. And I have to say this is the first guy I've liked since my first love that got my best friends approval. For the first time in a long while the future doesn't seem bleak and lonely.