There was something about red that made me want to stay. Even though she wanted me to leave her sight, I felt this attraction to her. That was why I couldn’t help but try to make conversations with her, even though I never was the type to make long conversations with anyone.

Pretty.

She wasn’t pretty.

Red had a type of beauty that really stood out from a multitude. This was why I wasn’t surprised when that famous magazine listed her all because of her smile. That was sincere. I had seen her laugh with people from the company a few times. But she just never seemed to smile when...