My heart in his large hands
It was official.
Parker Daniels had once again stolen my heart.
Like a thief in the night. Like a robber in those cartoons who are stereotypical and outlandish. Like every other cliche out there that existed.
And I didn’t know how I was meant to compete with that. How was I meant to not fall, now that he held my heart in his large hands?
Until next time,
