Remnants Of Love

👉IN HIS WORLD👈

There is a strong relationship between time and people. It's simple. The more you spent with someone the stronger your feelings towards them get. Whether they are positive or negative the feelings will grow. It will sail or fester. You will either love them or hate them-Truce.

Chandler's POV

I saw her walking out of the cafe. And I just can't keep my eyes off. Soon she disappeared from my sight. I smiled a little. I have never seen a girl like her before. She hides a story inside her.

I was sitting in the cafe waiting for my friend to come when I first saw her sitting by the window ordering three muffins. Stereotypically girls really don't eat much. Atleast I have never been with any girl who eat like a human should do. But she was different.

You should have seen the speed at which she ate like she was starving from ages. I like the look of horror on the face of waitress. She didn't even noticed the look. She was so focused on the book she was reading.

She must be of my age or younger than me. I wasn't able to see her properly because of the long oversized hoodie she wore. But I can tell you underneath that she must be sexy as hell. Her blue streaks in strawberry blond hair were highlighting her simple and surreal beauty.

I was curious about her. I really wanna a know her. What she is like? What made her this way? But I know I am just a mere stranger. And talking to her will be downright creepy. So I kept my curious mind on a pause. Then I heard her ordering another muffin and I couldn't stop myself from laughing.

And that was the first time our eyes met. Her eyes were like a rare piece of emerald. So mesmerizing and captivating. She was angry. I talked to her and explained myself. Her voice were like a symphony to me.

But like I suspected she has built a wall around her. That won't let in no matter what happen. An unknown emotion surrounds me when I think that I might never meet her again. I really want to ask her to meet me again. But that will be too bold. But at least I know her name. Eslaine, my muffin girl.

After few minutes my friend graced me with his presence.

Leonard Sinclair, my best friend and buddy. He is the son of well known designer Meghan Sinclair and Jake Sinclair. Apparently they are also Best friends of my parent. We have practically live our life together in Ridgewood where my family grew along with his. Since we were toddlers we have been together.

They have huge network of friends. As Leo and Elias are of my age we three are best buds. Although I am older than both of them. Leo being the youngest. Elias is coming back here from Ridgewood where he visited his dad.

His dad is a multi millionaire businessman. He owns the Whittaker corporation. After spreading branches every where in North America he is now living in Ridgewood with his wife. Elias's step mom is the best friend of my mother too. She is a well known neurosurgeon and she runs her own hospital and also a shelter home for trouble youth and old age home too.

Apparently my mom, Leo's mom, Elias's mom and his step mom all of the four are best friends since childhood. Same goes for our dad too.

"What the hell dude? Where the fuck were you?"