Everyone always asked him to describe his perfect woman.
"Well," He'd start. "She's a perfect mix of determined and relaxed. She works hard for herself, but she also spent her worries on her closest friends. She always makes sure they're okay before herself. She's truthfully gone through Hell and came back even stronger than before. She's the kind of woman I would declare as my right-hand-woman if I were ever sent to war. She's put together, but shattered at the same time. She's like a human that has been stitched together with her favorite song lyrics. But in all honesty, I've only met one woman just like this. One woman who's such a mystery, but still so open, still clean while her mind is a mess, she's beautiful, she's stunning, she's just...perfect."
They'd always ask who that was, and Valentin Chmerkovskiy always responded...
"Sharna May Burgess."
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