"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter ho...
J: I've been writing letters to a complete stranger and he's been writing back. Maybe a pen pal wouldn't be such a bad idea after all, my only friend has moved away and out of contact and I can't live without talking to someone, even if we've got no idea who we are to each other. T: When I first read her letter, I fou...
Angela's life pretty much sucked until she met Giacomo. Tall, dark and handsome, he would be everything she could wish for - if he weren't a penniless and homeless illegal Italian immigrant who happens to be four years her senior. Or is he? Penniless and homeless, that is. The truth that slowly unravels seems to be fa...