When I Love, I Love.

part 17

Honestly, you guys are making me so happy by voting and even commenting, special thanks to makait00, bgirly16, olapowopo oluwa seun, laurachisom, miss tace 2 and angelesvega19...I would also like for you guys to read this book - paybacks a bitch, literally by angelesvega19 (trust me, I won't recommend a book unless it's really good) thank you to all my viewers, you smash down my writers block like pro's 💝💝💝💝
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I feel bad for what I did to Steve back there but how dare he talk about my private issues like that, that was none of his business, even if I was dying, he wouldn't be one of the first people to even send me a 'get well soon' text message or even flowers, pfft! He deserved it, there ws a soft but abrupt knock on my door and I said come in much too loudly "the writer of the book, love sucks is in the building miss Reynolds" I hate it when Mildred is being sloppy at her job, "I told you I need her at my office for a meeting, I didn't ask you to check if she was in the building, go and send her into the office" she quivered while I scolded her "I'm sorry miss Reynolds ".

She left and moments later a middle aged lady dressed in a country way with pigtails walked into my office and I thought it was a joke, I was so close to asking her where the camera's were and I was being joked with but the molds company never drops a customer, unless you're that bad "good day miss Reynolds, I'm so glad you could meet with me on time, I heard people never get to meet you in person unless it's really important and I hate to say that I'm being a bother to you this afternoon" she said this all at once in a thick southern accent "good day, may I please know your name?" I asked nicely "Oh, forgive my stupid manners, I'm Hannah delruso and I'm from Dallas" she shook my hand firmly "please sit, well let's get down to your book, I believe Mildred gave you two manuscripts on your way in here?" I asked without looking up from my computer screen "yes, she did ma'am" she replied "well can I have the one with all the pencil and sticky notes in them?" She hands them over to me and I start from the very first page "before we begin I want to know why you wrote this story, what was your motivation exactly, I hope no personal connection because it could ruin you later?" I don't know why I asked that but, it was all on the table so I guess she needed to answer the question "well, my sister and I are really close and she always reminds me that she doesn't believe in love but I don't think it's true so I wrote a love story with a tragic title so that she would at least buy the book" she smiled at the thought of her sister "haven't you just done something for someone except yourself that it makes you feel good about yourself?" Actually I haven't ever done it but, she didn't need to know that, she didn't need to know how self conceited I was, it wasn't because I was selfish, it was cause I had nobody to show love to "this meeting is about you miss hannah..." "Oh no! Call me hannah please" she said cutting me short "okay hannah, in se places, you said some really Unbelievable things like how love is not forever and also never ending, look I've published millions of books and I can stand to tell you that we live in a world where we have to find our one special person and when you find that person, it's forever" and she looked at me with so much amazement "that's why there are arguments everywhere about the true meaning of love my darling hannah, so I'd like you to change that particular area" she still wasn't looking at the manuscripts just at me "can I ask you at question?" She asked scared "well you just did..." I replied blindly then she still asked anyways "what is love?" I swear I wasn't expecting this at all but I have thought about this for quite sometime "nice question hannah, well I can tell you that love is life" she looked confused "then what is life?" She asked more confused "life is love" I laughed at her expression and I decided to explain further "love is life because you're not really living the life until you're deeply and or madly in love with someone and life is love because you don't start living until you find someone to love" after saying this, I swear I felt smarter by like a ton "ya know so much miss Reynolds, ah keep wondering why you don't have a book yet, try to write one coz ah think it'll help ya a lot" I don't know why I can't take this girl seriously, it was probably because of her accent, we went over the rest of the manuscript but I couldn't get my mind over the definition of life and love I gave, I literally said I'm not living life, just cause I have nobody to love💔💔💔