I was good. My soul was colourful and pure. Everything was perfect until the day I allowed my gaze to search for his. The day when i met his black soul. The black spread so fast through my body, so deep through my veins; so black it blinded me from myself. " I know you only want good Hanna but that black soul is one...
As if life wasn't hard enough being bullied and treated like garbage all the time; my loathsome, insufferable seat mate just had to come with his "secrets" and torture my every waking hour. What's the big deal you say? Nothing except for the fact that he's some insanely beautiful Greek God under those nerdy glasses. A...