Mr. Castelo

Richard Castelo. My worst nightmare. We've hated each other since middle school, but his mother is the only reason I stick around and just take all the verbal abuse he throws at me. She was sort of like a second mother to me when she heard about what happened to my parents. She took me under her wing and treated me like the daughter she's always wanted. However, Dicky over there is the apple that fell far, far away from the tree. Guys like him don't know the value of a woman. He uses them and throws them out like yesterday's newspaper. He doesn't carry that same warmth and compassion his mother does. I know he has a story. Everyone does, but his cold demeanor and brooding, dark brown eyes just makes me want to stay away. So I do and I'm sure he prefers it that way.
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