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October 2026 My eyes turned glossy at seeing the person in front of me,It was 'him', he looked different,a good different, more muscular but not bulky, tanner than he used to be , his black hair messy as always, his face more mature, the sea green eyes that once sparkled with light and happiness now dark and and cold. My heart exploded with happiness at seeing the love of my life. There stood,Vincent King, the guy who showed me the wonders of the world. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rhea Yzaguirre's past now seems like a dream now. Everything was like heaven to her, the sweet memories she had with her friends, the accomplishments she made that made the people she loves an cares about feel proud, her parent's golden pearl,her brother's sweet disaster,friend that cared, loved and supported her through everything. Bold.Athletic.Beautiful.Intelligent. Everything anyone could wish for. Vincent King was never a guy who would beg anyone for anything. He was humble and charming only to people who he thinks deserves and the opposite to the others. He got whatever he wanted, he worked for it. He was his mother's greatest gift while his father's worst nightmare and the best brother to his sister. Strong.Athletic.Looks.Everything that people looked for. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Rhea and Vincent meet, the sweetest of dreams turned into the darkest of nightmare. Midst the war choosing what is right and wrong they lost each other. But, as they always say, everything happens for a reason. When loose ends are bought together, their life is woven into a story.
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