June has never looked more beautiful than she does now, unadorned and honest, vulnerable yet invincible.
Marie LuDay, the boy from the streets with nothing except the clothes on his back and the earnestness in his eyes, owns my heart. He is beauty, inside and out. He is the silver lining in a world of darkness. He is my light.
Marie LuThere's a conflicted look in Day's eyes, a joy and a grief, that makes him so vulnerable. I realize how little defense he has against my words. He loves so wholly. It is his nature.
Marie LuIโve been searching a long time for something I think I lost. I felt like I found something when I saw you back there.
Marie Lu