He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surpr...
I was finally graduating, and following my dreams. I moved to North Carolina to pursue my destined career, and I loved it so much I thought I would forever call that place home, but I was wrong. I applied for this job in New York City, and I got the call from Weston Maxwell that I had been chosen for the job. I didn't...