Where is the passage I can’t see it
Everytime she glancec at him she got butterflies in her stomache. She couldn't help but to stare, though. His blonde hair and brown eyes were incredibly dreamy. Everytime she thought about him she just started to blush.
The moral lesson was about class difference. Just because someone is of higher class does not mean they are happy that way or a better person than someone who is of lower class. Also, you never really understand a horrific event before hearing a personal account.
