I hate you with all my heart
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Is it possible to love someone you once hated? He looked around carefully taking in everything around us, it must have been the early hours of the morning now. I watched his every move my eyes fixed to him like I couldn't possibly look away. He slowly licked his rosy lips whilst turning to face me. There he was now looking right at me but it felt like he was looking more through me than anything. "It's true you know" "What is?" I questioned "That theirs a fine line between love and hate" Isabella Jones, she likes to get down and do her work but when put into the right situation she's a bit of an party animal. Cole Macy a year older than Isabella, he's only passionate about his photography and he tends to smoke, drink and do drugs. Cole and Isabella have some small history and after they meet again what will happen? -----This is a story about love not a love story-----
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