He was charismatic. He had an air of confidence about him that she was drawn to. He was intelligent, funny and smooth. It was easy to like him. She didn’t even have to try. She had never met anyone like him before. He was romantic and always knew exactly what to say and do to make her melt. Puddy in his hands. They meshed so well. She didn’t even have this much in common with her best friend. It was hard to tell where he ended and she began. They were flawlessly in sync.
She would pinch herself some days to make sure it wasn’t a dream. At first, she held her breath waiting for this almost perfect world to come crashing down around her, but it didn’t. So she exhaled and settled in.
Then almost in the most random instant, someone flipped a switch and everything changed. That’s when she realized he wasn’t charismatic; he was a chameleon planning a cruel joke trick on her. She was left alone, hurt and always wondering if it was real.