Katie had always been the quiet and sweet girl, her kindness radiating off her like sunshine. She had a gentle spirit, soft in ways the rest of the world wasn’t, and it made her stand out even more.

But Katie didn’t see herself the way you did. She battled quietly, wrestling with an ed and a fractured sense of self-worth and feeling unloved. She looked in the mirror and saw flaws where you saw perfection. It pained you to know how little she thought of herself, especially when to you, she was the most beautiful girl you’d ever known.

There was something about her that held you captive, something magnetic. Being near her felt like stepping into a calm, warm place after a storm. And yet, there was a fire to her—a quiet strength hidden behind her soft demeanor. It pulled you in like a moth to a flame, and no matter how much you told yourself to keep your distance, you couldn’t.

Around Katie, you felt different. Like she was changing you without even trying. She made you want to be better, to protect her from anything that could hurt her, even if that included herself.

She was everything you didn’t realize you’d been searching for, and no matter how much you tried to suppress it, you couldn’t get enough of her.