Bound by an arranged marriage,
Rose Francis and Devin Keller are forced to work and live together. She has secretly loved him since she was little but he firmly believes that she hates him just as much he hates her.
At one point everything will c...
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I turn the corner of the room and see Devin, leaning against the wall. He stands straight up and looks at me, I hold my breath as he slowly approaches me. "Hey.."
I look up at him in the eyes. "Hey.." I can't help but smile as he smiles back at me.
"I miss you alot." He says. I smile more. "Me too."
He touches my cheeks with his hands and leans closer, kissing me on the lips softly.
And then I feel a sharp light hitting me, forcing me to open my eyes, I squint at the windows of my bedroom, the warm sunlight peeking through them.
Oh, so I was dreaming... I sigh and turn my face away from the window and my whole body tenses as I see him sitting just by the bed, sleeping.
I look down at my hand in his and my heart races. I need to pull away, I can't let him affect me like that....but I can't pull away, I don't want to.
No, no. Rose, be realistic and pull away right now! My mind screams at me but I'm just unable to and then I remember last night.....
The knife- oh God, what was I thinking? How can I get suicidal...I was feeling despair and fear...nothing felt meaningful...still doesn't.
And he was there... really? He was there to stop me. If he hadn't been here then I probably wouldn't be okay right now... but why did he come? Why did he care?
I wonder but then I realise....Guilt... exactly, why else would he care? He just feels guilty, nothing more because why else would he carry me to my bed....but he is the one who held my hand...why?
Maybe he accidentally held my hand and my stupid heart is being delusional again. No, I can't let it be hopeful again.
I clench my jaw and try to pull my hand away even though no cell in my entire body wants to, I try again and he stirs slightly, his eyes opens as he sits up and looks at me.
I immediately pull away my hand. He rubs his eyes and I notice how good he looks...how can he look so good even when he just woke up.
No! Don't!
I look away and curse myself for being like this. Just then there's a knock on the door and it opens "Hey-" Maria looks at me and then at him. "Devin?"
He nods at her and stands up. She looks between us, holding two paper bags. "Well, I brought breakfast."
"I'm not hungry.." I say, it's not that I'm not hungry it's just that I don't want to eat.
