Kane:
He picked up a strand of her hair that spread around her. Releasing it again, he let it drift down, catching the starlight in golden shimmers. "God you're beautiful," he whispered, "so beautiful."
Beautiful. Not georgeous, pretty, cute, or any of the other substitutes for that one perfect word. Beautiful. It might not be true, but suddenly she felt beautiful for once in her life. Beautiful, and desired.
I have no idea why, but this made me cry.
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