~Cory~
I can't believe Zahara is here, standing in front of me. I have thought about her so much over the past two years. I have had dreams of her. I don't know what it is about her. It's probably the fact that she was the only one to take the time to talk to me and get to know me. It has been so long since anyone took an interest in me; since anyone ignored the consequences and spoke to me. It made a major impact on me, and I didn't want to let it go. Most of my recovery was spent with Zahara on my mind.
I take in the sight before me. Zahara doesn't seem to have much on her face, letting her natural beauty shine through. I like that she still keeps the braids in her hair because it's a good look for her. This time she's wearing red, which makes her skin glow. Her light blue dress hugs h
