That smell again
For a moment everything stopped. It felt as if the world had frozen and the only thing my senses could perceive was her essence.
It was a soft scent, not too sweet, but not too bitter. It was a perfect harmony, a scent that perhaps many could perceive, but only I could appreciate; at least that's what I believed.
I could sense her presence from miles away, as if she was the only person in the room, and after that moment I couldn’t get her out of my mind.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.