Chapter 49

Angelo's POV:

I am attempting, and it is proving difficult to comprehend Karen and I appear to be very terrible at it. She was...

She was sewn together like a delightful classic dress with ivory eyelet trim on the base.

She was broken and retouched at the same time. She was sewn together from the bits of her wrecked heart.

From an external perspective, all well assembled back once more. Delightful. Blissful. One with her reality.

From within, you can in any case see the breaks where the paste kept them intact.

Not exactly great, actually broken, yet all at once not as recognizable. Does that mean she is fixing herself? Sure does.

Fasten by joining, she is retouching herself. It is requiring years, yet she is at long last getting her old self back.

Also, goodness, how she missed the young lady she was.

Blissful, effervescent, brimming with jokes and chuckling, active and loquacious, and grinning with her mouth and eyes.