It All Began at a Café.

{WARNING! This book contains spelling mistakes, grammar mistakes, and punctuation mistakes.}

His eyes were Ice blue never able to stare straight into mine and his hair was sandy blonde like the beach we sat on. He never smiled although there was always a small light in his eyes when I cracked a cheesy joke. His voice was a rare gift since he rarely uttered a simple hi. He made everyone think he was heartless but deep down inside he was softer than freshly baked cookies.

My heart always fluttered every time I thought of him and when he was around I was happy. Our lives were forever intertwined after that one day.

How we met......well that's a story.

It all began at a café. He recognized me as the girl who got shot and the one with the mystery murder story. He left a number and I called three days later.
That was the best mistake I ever made.