Leah’s Point of view

His tone was ripe. Each chuckle he had in my ear, it was like music, and this was the first time I saw him laugh.

I had never seen him laugh before and seeing him in this state made my heart race.

My face was flushed with heat, and a butterfly danced in my stomach.

I glanced away from him, not wanting him to see my blushed face. I want to cleanse my face because of all the awful flames around it. I seemed to be delighted as well, as a smile threatened to come out of my lips just because I watched him laugh, showing...