They called her crazy.
They called him cocky.
She had experienced heartbreak.
He didn't know what it was.
She never imagined finding love again.
He never imagined discovering love.
Ren knew leaving America was for the best. She needed a ch...
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The heart and brain are funny things. They aren't really connected on an emotional level, yet they both dictate my feelings for things. They both affect the choices I make—sometimes they help me make the right choice and sometimes they don't.
My brain makes logical choices. For example, I know that 2+2=4 and that Michael is a douche. I don't need my heart to tell me that.
My heart acts on those raw, true and passionate feelings. Like every heart, it is prone to heartbreak. And like most hearts, my heart has experienced heartbreak. The heart is the organ that suffers the most yet still thrives. It still searches for love, for second chances.
I thought my heart was done for before I met Kai. I thought Michael had ruined any chances I had. But I was wrong. As usual.
Kai has changed me and opened my eyes. It is cheesy to think and I'm already laughing internally but Kai has made me a better person. Without him, I would be broken Ren who faked a smile most days.
Kai, the annoying, pain in my a*s man, is the love of my life.
Okay, that was disgusting. I'm not saying that ever again, no matter how true it is.
He is the man I love though. I'm certain of that. I just need to let go of Michael—the a*shole who is holding me back from love.
Michael's apartment block is close to my old one. Since his parents are pretty rich, he gets to have a more expensive place.
When I reach the block, I take a deep breath. Doing this is going to take a lot of strength. Michael was my first love. I hate saying it but it is a fact.
He will always be a part of my life in some way.
I will never forget about him, no matter how much I want to.
After announcing my arrival, Michael reluctantly lets me in the building. When I go head to head with him, that's when I notice the fear in his eyes. Michael is scared of something. Is it me? Or Kai?
"What are you doing here?" He demands, straight to the point. He quickly masks the fear in his eyes and puts on a confident facade. But I can see straight through it. Michael can fool everyone else but he will never fool me. Not again.
I purse my lips together in annoyance. It seems he is still rude.
"I'm here to talk to you, dumbass," I retort sassily, adding an eye roll just for amusement.
He scowls at me but for some reason, let's me in without a fight. I guess he knows we have some unsettled business that needs to be resolved.
Michael leads me down the familiar hall I used to spend a lot of time walking down, to his small yet luxurious living room.
