Dec 1, 2024
"Because I’m not the kind of girl guys fall in love with," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
He paused, studying her face like it held the answers to some unsolvable riddle. "And why’s that?"
She shrugged, but her eyes betrayed her—vulnerable, afraid. "I’m too much. Too loud, too messy, too complicated. I’m the kind of girl you walk away from, not the one you stay for."
He shook his head, the words coming out before he could stop them. "You’re exactly the kind of girl I’d fall for."
She looked at him, confusion flickering across her face. "You don’t even know me."
"I don’t need to," he replied. "I just know you’re worth sticking around for."
