**Some love stories begin with a choice.** Mine began before I was old enough to understand what love even was. For as long as I can remember, he has been the center of my universe. My first smile. My safest place. My sun that chased away every darkness. My moon that watched over my loneliest nights. The air I breathed... The reason my heart kept beating. I spent a lifetime loving him in silence, believing that one day he might finally see me the way I had always seen him. But fate can be unbearably cruel. Because while my world revolved around him... His heart had always belonged to someone else. And no matter how deeply I loved him... I was never the girl he chose.

"stay the hell away from me. learn to un-want me. go for your usual bleach blond, makeup cacked face, no ass having sluts that you want. you like the white chicks stay away" I said trying to convince myself and him "your wrong bella I want you and I get what I want " he whispered in my ear