Faceless
Those eyes reminded her of everything brown — the coffee.
Crinkles usually formed underneath and beside his eyes whenever he cackled.
Those crinkles got her thinking if he was older than he looked, because, asides the crinkles, his porcelain skin always shone with youthfulness and vibrance, the kind of vibrance that radiated from a healthy teenager.
" ... want some berries?" Dr Jake offered her a bowl of red berries.
Rosaleen gave a soft, close-tipped smile which the young man couldn't discern if it was an approval.
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