Helena Lawrence-Brown stumbled across the bustling streets of London, her mind heavy with doubt and despair. The local bookstore where she worked had been shut down by the council as it had been deemed an "inconvenience" due to the lack of sales made throughout the past year. Helena had worked at Sunset Lemons for 3 years prior to this one and the little bookshop had become a huge part in her life. Now, she was 22 years old, unemployed, single and lived with her parents. Fantastic.
Unfortunately for Helena, it was the middle of April and the bitter English weather was highly unpredictable. As the rain began to fall, she pulled her thin, felt coat tightly around her slim figure. The raindrops fell faster and faster. Helena quickened her pace, her black Chelsea boots clip-clopping along the pavement. Desperately, she began to run between the throng of Londoners, no longer caring about her hair or her makeup. She ran and she ran until.... smack
Helena was sprawled across a young man roughly the same age as her on the floor.
"Wow...no need to fall for me so soon," he grinned.
She pushed her sodden hair out of her eyes and gazed down at the most handsomest man she had ever seen in her life.
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RomanceHelena and Robert are two very different people. Robert is messy and unorganised whereas Helena is tidy and always organised. Helena hates to cook but Robert thrives off it. When fate puts them together but all the odds seem to tear them apart, will...
