'Everything is more beautiful
because we are doomed.
You will never be lovelier
than you are now.
We will never be here again.'
– Homer, the IIIAD.
D A I S Y
I was suddenly conscious of the way I looked in the lose hospital clothes and messy hair tied up in a knot, and it was all because of the way Caleb's eyes set at me when he entered the hospital room, and it was like he couldn't breathe.
"Hi." He whispered and his dark green eyes looked darker than I remembered them to be, making me squirm in my place, conscious.
"Hey," I said in return, the ghost of a half smile on my lips as he walked closer and sat on the little visitor's chair beside the hospital bed. "You– Are you okay?"
"Hmm." I nodded, raising my shoulders. I was alright. I had a cut over my head tha
