She was not the one he thought he would collide with, that too this late in life. He seemed nowhere near to be ready to start understanding a page as complicated as her. She was clumsy but he was totally given away by her passionate overture.
It took him to be over drunk on her innocence, on her awareness and her stubbornness to know that he had her win over. She gave herself away in that year to him. She gave herself away in a way like darkness looses itself into the light, every bit of it. Like a body which has been gifted a soul by the supreme power itself.
She was in love.