(Grayson)
I stared down at Katrina's small figure sitting in the wheelchair. The dress I had bought her seemed to fit like a damn glove, and I couldn't wipe this stupid grin off of my face from seeing her in it.
She looked beautiful..I know she doesn't believe me when I say it..but I mean it..every damn time I mean it.
Even with a shaved head and the scars she has on her body. Katrina is still one of the most beautiful women I have ever met in my life..I don't know why I'm so pulled to her..but it feels like I have known this girl forever.
I won't lie, I did my research..she was beautiful before too..but something about her seemed so..broken. The look in her eyes with every picture or video she took didn't have an ounce of life in them..
Now though..those big hazel eyes shine..even
