I can't stop thinking about her. I shouldn't have let her leave so easily. What if her car breaks down? What if her boyfriend finds her again? No, she'll be okay if he does end up finding her. She has a fire raging at her core. He won't stand a chance.

My thoughts begin to wander to Virginia herself. I can't seem to remember the way her hair looked today. Did she have it tied up? Or was she wearing it down?

I can't remember. I can't think. My mind is flooded with images of her smiling face from freshman year.

And her eyes.

Those eyes. Now so full of vivacity with a smoldering glance that dares you to try and cross her. She can hold her own.

She doesn't need me.

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heyheyhey ok so I have a bunch of ideas for this story and I have an ending in mind but I feel like I'm not putting those ideas together into a working plot
please leave me some feedback about the writing style or anything really
thanks ily guys

xxkristie