“Armen stood in front of the stove, cooking, as Warrin leaned against the counter and talked to him. At my approach, Warrin’s blue eyes shifted to me. And the way his entire face lit up gave me butterflies. He looked at me like I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.”

“Armen stood in front of the stove, cooking, as Warrin leaned against the counter and talked to him. At my approach, Warrin’s blue eyes shifted to me. And the way his entire face lit up gave me butterflies. He looked at me like I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.”

— Jaclyn Osborn