Wingless and Beautiful
We stayed there for a while, watching the fireflies illuminate the garden around us, basking in that perfect moment when we finally found our way back to each other’s arms, knowing this time, nothing could keep us apart and our love was stronger than it was before.
“Hunter…”
“Yes, angel?”
“When you were blind, you touched my face often so you could imagine what I looked like. When you finally saw me… saw my scars… what were your first thoughts of me?”
He tightened his arms around me and kissed the top of my head. “I realized that my imagination wasn’t nearly as good as I thought it was. Because you were far more beautiful than I ever imagined you would be. No wonder Anderson did whatever he