Pale skin and green eyed.
She'd been polished to the bone and layered with eyeliner at least a dozen times.
She wore a lace dress with a light purple bow tied around her waist.
Her bangs had been curled and the rest of her hair put into a bun, just like the one my sister had always worn.
The way she was, it took my breath away.
I was speechless, because she was gloriously golden.
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