Broken Promises

Broken Promises

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"Is this seat taken?" A voice asked. My whole body froze at that voice. Its been two years since i heard that voice. I looked up with my heart hammering in my chest and my breath caught when i looked at her. Her arms which were bare two years ago were now covered in tattoos. "Um...is this seat taken?" She asked again and i realised i have been staring. Does she not remember me? Is it possible to forget someone in two years? "Yeah. Yeah it is. I mean you can sit. Its not taken. " She chuckled and took the seat beside me. I couldn't stop staring at her. Her hair is shorter. She still looked beautiful. "My name is Sydney by the way. " She said as i continued staring at her. She really doesn't remember me? This is a joke right? "I know " i said. She looked at me confused. "Have we met before? I am sorry if we have. I don't remember much after my accident. " Accident? what accident? I wanted to ask so many questions but instead i said, "No. No we haven't. It was nice meeting you Sydney. I am Jade. " Sydney, a girl with a tragedic past and trust issues. No one stays in her life until Jade. Her temporary roommate. Jade, her dark past haunts her present. Her nightmares never lets her sleep. But her life turn upside down on the night of her wedding.... Two broken souls will they make other whole or will they break each other further..??
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"I am not sleepy so why don't we tell each other a story?" Her voice was low and raspy and fuck, I'd been lying if I say I wasn't turned the fuck on. "Like what?" I ask swallowing my pride and probably my sense of direction. Her skin was on top of mine, in contact, burning. "I don't know." She says taking her time to adjust herself on my lap. I had to grip the chair for support feeling all my breath vanish from my lungs. "Maybe a short bio about yourself." She advocates placing one of her hands on my chest. I feel the contact through my shirt, my eyes trained on every movement of hers. The worst of it all was that she is unaware of what she was doing to me. "Uh-" I feel my words shorten. On impulse, I grab her by her waist for support instead. Leaning back painfully on the single chair. "You're so cute when you're confused!" She giggles going ahead to move slightly on my lap. I blow out a groan feeling my erection harden.

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