Lady Fiona. The color of hope (№ 145734)

Suddenly it dawned on him. She was... real. It was something that was not most girls. Around here was full of such inanimate girls... And it was life. And this is the most crazy and difficult to explain the all spark was not in an acute mind, he didn't look or slim waist. No. It was an incredible sincerity that just spilled out of the creature. It was genuine, everything from the fiercely narrowing his eyes when she was angry, to crimson cheeks when she was embarrassed. Sincerity filled her laughter and her tears and gusts of worries and anger.