Ink and Emotions💔🌙🌹

I never expected my heart would end up in the hands of someone who would destroy it with a smile on his face. My name is Isabelle.  Let’s call him Daniel. We met last August, just before the start of the fall semester. We were both international students in the same program. Same major, same department, even shared two courses together. He was charming in that quiet, boyish way that didn’t try too hard. I wasn’t looking for anything, not then. But somehow, he slipped past every wall I had. Before I could blink, we were inseparable. Late-night study sessions turned into inside jokes. Inside jokes became long phone calls. Then the calls turned into slow walks back to the dorms under streetlights. It was the way he looked at me, like I was the only person in the world. It was the way we both found out we we're crazy and loved each other that way. It was the way he called me “babe” when he thought I was asleep. The way he would v ideo me because he thought I was "cute" whenev...