"What are you trying to say?" I giggle and sign.
"Just watch my words, okay? I know you know it, you just don't get it coming from me," he signs back to me.
He points towards his heart, then crosses his arms over his chest, before uncrossing them to point a finger at me.
"I love you"
My eyes become hazy, and a small smile grows on my face.
"You really do?" I ask him with my hands.
"More than anything, mi amor," he replies to me.
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Evelyn Perez has been hard of hearing since she was 5 years old. When her 'honourary-Grandma' (as she is known), Olive, suggests that Evie becomes a live in helper for someone, she decides that it would be worth a try. Only to realize, she has no way of communicating with her new roommate.
Harry Styles is a bookstore owner in North London. After buying a piece of property to live on, just outside of London, he realizes it's quite hard to manage. He mentions this to his Grandma, Margaret, and before he knows it, he has a stranger living with him.
Sharing a mutual love of books, art, flowers, and more, how will Harry communicate his feelings towards Evelyn?
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Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain.
Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure.
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"What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad."
Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though.
"If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."