Holiday Hearts
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  • Reads 158
  • Votes 19
  • Parts 5
  • Time 42m
Complete, First published Nov 28, 2015
A girl who's wardrobe was filled with fancy outfits. Who's fingers have never met housework. Who's future was perfectly planned by her rich parents. But in her heart were layers of ice. They protected her from the heartbreaks which began with love. Especially during the winter holidays. 

   A boy who's tee-shirts, hoodies, and jeans laid on the floor of his bedroom. Who's hands were full of calluses from grueling part time jobs. Who's strengths were hidden from the world, since his aunt disapproved of them. But the door to his heart was wide open, and his smile was brighter than the sun. He wanted to make everyone feel loved, and happy. Especially during the winter holidays. 

     Two opposite people, who had no idea, fate would bring them together. They help each other over come the past, and create a new and improved future. Two hearts combined during the season of evergreen trees, frosty air, soft, white snow, and sitting by the fire place drinking hot chocolate; the winter holidays.
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