At the farmhouse, Ellie sat in silence as she watched you trace every scar imbedded within her skin, the soft whispers of praise leaving your lips. She let her eyes speak for her as she trailed them up, seeing how you focused on making her feel as loved as she could.

"You're acting like this is the first time you've seen them."

Ellie whispered, her eyes trained on your face as you continued to go about your admiration, feeling your deft fingers trace every old wound. Ellie tried to conceal the way her breath hitched as she watched you be as gentle as you could with her, feeling her heart slowly pick up it's pace.