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What If?

What If?

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Romance
Rylee Rayne Santiago lives alone in her apartment. Her parents already have different lives apart, the more reason for Ryle to just live alone. Ever since childhood, she has never fantasized of meeting her prince charming. As she has been growing up, you can never see her get herself involved in a romantic relationship. She does not see the need of falling in love. As for Ryle, everything seems to be well, but what she does not expect is the big turn of events as she will be meeting new people in her life. Will she be able to withstand this big change, or will she just disregard all of it and live the way she used to be?
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"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

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