Daniel.
He listened to her story. He didnt know what to think. He felt so bad for her, and he put his hand on her shoulder. He oulled her jacket sleeve down and held her hand. "You are the toughest girl I know, Shezza. You are beautiful and an amazing singer." He paused, wondering if he should tell her yet. He sighed and pulled off his jacket, lifting up his sleeve to reveal rows of jagged scars. "I'm not as tough as I seem either." He wiped a tear from her cheek and said, "I really like you, Shez." He blushed as the words slipped out.








