Matters of heart

Matters of heart

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I was sipping my latte while exiting from the Starbucks when suddenly I crashed into a wall spilling my coffee all over the floor. "Damn it! There goes my coffee" I exclaimed at the same time the wall swore "Fuck! Are you blind?" I looked up and CRAP CRAP CRAP! The wall is apparently Sebastian bloody Anderson. Brilliant! This day just keeps on getting better and better. "You have a pair of eyes so bloody use them and watch where you are going!" Sebastian shouted in anger. HE walked into me and has the audacity to shout on me. The nerve of this boy! "I go temporarily blind the moment I see something ugly" I retorted. Ha take that you rude pig. "Then my sweet Roselyn, you must go blind whenever you look into a mirror" Sebastian smirked haughtily..... Meet Roselyn Smith your average, next door girl with straight A's with a sweet smile and a sassy nature. She believes in fairytales and happily ever after's. Her entire life is upturned when her father is transferred and she has to leave her friends and her old life behind. And then there is Sebastian Anderson, the heir of the Anderson Enterprises, who is arrogant, callous, closed off, colder than ice and does not believes in love. Let's see what happens when their worlds collide and how they react when it comes to matters of heart.
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(Exactly what it sounds like. It's really not a love story. ) "Do you like me?" You're straight forward I forget that sometimes. I open the drink and look at it as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. I sigh, it's a habit now, and take a gulp. "So?" You ask again. I put the drink on a table next to your bed and sit properly. "I don't know." I say honestly. You didn't seem fazed but you did seem a bit confused. "What do you mean you don't know?" I shrug and decide that the floor is the next best thing to look at. "I like you." I laugh at this and see you don't. "Don't say that. You don't like me. You don't." I say as my smile fell and I looked to your eyes, mine were filled with sadness. But enjoy the book :)

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