Bewitched
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A sudden laughter broke me out of my chanting. I opened my eyes and gasped. The sight ahead of me nearly blow me out of my heels.
I drank in the sight of him, tall, masculine , dark black ruffled hair and laughing blue eyes that stared back at me. At that moment seconds seemed like minutes, minutes seemed like hours, hours seemed like days, days seemed like weeks, weeks seemed like...
"First day?" he asked making me snap out of my reverie.
"Ye..ye..yess" i stammered. Great he'll probably think I'm a retard now. He smiled, a genuine smile , a smile that reached all the way to his eyes. He took a sip of his coffee, still looking at me intently.
What happens when Sarah Wate meets successful businessman Joshua Colt? Would he make her see life in a different light? or would he back away after learning her secret? Read to find out!
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