" Infinity is just for Numbers, not for Lovers. "
This Thing, Infinity
Thinking beyond thought, being of non-being,
Certainty without reason and vision beyond seeing.
Everything and nothing, both infinite and finite.
Where nothing escapes or travels beyond light.
A time without end, when all exists for all eternity;
Fascinating paradox, this thing called infinity.
An end without an ending,
From here to eternity, and back to the beginning;
An endless sojourn
From which there is no return.
For, there was, and yet, never is a beginning,
And there never will be an ending;
Only, an end, continually becoming.
~ Gene Margolis ~
Still aching from her internet ex-boyfriend's scam, Tamitha finds herself in deep trouble when she meets Roosevelt Sanvictores, the man in the photos her ex pretended to be. She knows that he's off-limits, but when circumstances keep bringing them together, maybe fate's got other plans.
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After getting drunk from a stupid mistake, Swan Tamitha Dominica wakes up in a room that's not hers, stark naked. As she tries to move forward from the humiliating one-night stand, she comes face-to-face with the man whose photo her internet boyfriend used to scam her. The man is Roosevelt Sanvictores, a handsome billionaire and it's not difficult to like him--only if he's not off limits. Determined not to fall for him, Tamitha puts up her walls. But when her heart screams to tear her walls down and she discovers the past she shared with Roosevelt, will she finally listen to her heart?
Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish.