The sight of her sitting by the lagoon and staring at the crystal clear water made his heart squeeze with utter humility and undefined love for her. He was never more in love with her than he was now that she showed him her world. The scars. The battles she had won. The good, the bad and the ugly. And he knew he didn't write her billiards or recite poems to her but albeit, she didn't restrain from loving him wholly despite all she had been through. He knew, deep in his heart that this girl, with brown eyes and a dimpled smile, was everything to him. He'd give her the world in her palms. She is a warrior!
The Ink Girl.