You’ve lived in New York your whole entire life and have been going to this grief support group for the past few years since your sister passed away. For the last three-five months, there’s been a new member to your group. A girl. She hasn’t spoken yet so you don’t really know anything about her except for her name.

Nancy Wheeler.

Grief support group isn’t really the best place to find someone to date. It’s not healthy, you’re aware of that. But she intrigues you the way she never talks but also listens. The way she digests everything everyone says and how she looks at everyone. You’ve never seen someone so intense in the most natural way possible. Not to mention she’s the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen.

She’s scrawny but looks strong. Her facial structure is the most beautiful heart shaped face you’ve ever seen. Those big blue eyes that sometimes look gray, oh, so beautiful. And that adorable nose! Her curly hair? Gosh, you swoon so much over this girl you don’t even know.

Usually, she’s the first to leave after group. It seems like she’s in a rush to get somewhere after. Not today though. Like usual, you stay behind to help clean up, and today there’s still Nancy.