She stoped crying awhile ago but her face is still puffy, her eyes are still glistening and yet I can't stop thinking how beautiful she is.

Her almost white hair is in a perfect mess and her pale blue irises shines through the redness in her eyes. How can something so beautiful be so broken? It's not fair, she is too kind to ever go through that.

"Why are you still here? Why haven't you left already?" Her voice is barely a whisper.

I don't really understand what she means. Why would I leave her when she is just as vulnerable as a porcelain doll?

"" I ask realising that it is possibly the reason.

She shake her head and moves closer. Her head is now on my shoulder and my arm is resting around her fragile frame. With every breath she takes her hair tickles my neck. I can't help but think how soft it looks.

It doesn' take long before she slowly starts to fall asleep. With her head still resting on my shoulder I decide that I won't move.

She looks peacefull as she sleeps but the wrinkle between her eyebrows is still visible.

After awhile I start to fall into a slumber as well.

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I feel like this chapter sucks but you tell me.

Xo Thxldx.