When you look at me, I happen to look at you.
Celia Jensen saw the quiet flowing spring in George Weasley's eyes, and her uneasy heart suddenly felt at peace.
There will never be another person like you in the world who lingers and grows in my life with a unique and domineering attitude. You are the soil that nourishes me and the sunshine that guides me.
This is a story about mutual companionship and growth. Love comes naturally and exists in every second we pass.
The heroine fakes time travel and doesn't understand the plot. Basically nothing to do with the main plot.
The formation of this article is entirely based on my deep love for Oliver Phelps, and I will not stop until I grow long legs.
