I think it was his eyes that convinced me enough to stay and we simply enjoyed each others company until it got late and I had to go home.  When I closed the door after he left, I knew that I didn't have to leave, didn't have to panic.  I had found someone that understood who I was, no matter how strange or complicated I was.  I knew that I had found someone that I could love without being afraid to love.

The next day I saw Peter, and the day after that, and the week after that.  The days flew into weeks, the weeks into months and then finally  the months into years.  We didn't rush into anything but we were married when I was 21 and now at the age of 33, I still look into his brown eyes and see the quiet man that he is.  I see my heart and I know that, despite all the odds, I found my true love at 16 and I look forward to spending the rest of my life with him.

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An inspirational chapter to end this story.

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