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When he caught me with him, all colors from my face were drained. His midnights eyes were starring daggers at me. Hurt was evident in his eyes. I stood up, frozen. What really scared me was his eyes. They were telling me his real feelings, then they went away. His eyes were blank. He turned away from us and started walking away.
"Nick! It's not what you think it is! Please, wait up!" I held my dress and ran towards him. He was fast, every step he took, I had to take twice as more. When I could finally almost reach him, I yelled, "Nick! WAIT UP!" He turned so fast, making me stumble. He was gritting his teeth.
"How dare you keep this from me." He deadpanned. There was no emotion in his voice.
"Nick, you don't understand." I try grabbing for his hand but he moved it.
"You know what? I told you every single thing that happened in my life. I gladly proclaim my love for you. Just how can you do that?!" He shouted. "I was taught to love a women at all cost." I stayed silent, not looking up to him.
"Is it because you don't t-trust me?" He said, sounding so hurt, so betrayed. When I didn't say anything, he nodded. "Noted. I guess, I got my answer." He turned back and walked the other way without another glance at me.
(Ok ok.. I'll just leave this up hehe).
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Grace has never fall in love, nor even have the time to experience it herself with her demons and nightmares hunting her. When she travels to the countryside to find someone with a story to tell, recklessly she starts to feel something new. Her face fill with more colors as she listens to this known cowboy nicknamed "Prince".
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