Change of direction

Change of direction

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., avr. 15, 2014
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Fiction
Romance
Chasity Holmes, a very shy, a bit childish, young artist. You could consider her as a slight introvert but loves to socialize at the same time. She Loves to read, write and draw and usually spends her time in her cabin beside her house painting with every bit of her soul on ever drop of paint. When she finally graduated college in the age of 23 with the degree in graphic design she couldn't wait to leave her home town, San Antonio, Texas, to go explore Europe. It was a dream of hers to go there. Blessed with rich parents, money wasn't a problem either. On the day of her flight to Ireland, since that was the first place she wanted to go, something happened that resulted with her stuck in the middle of somewherenheaded to who knows where with The cocky, multi-millionare painter/artist Aiden Richards. will Chas consider this a setback, misfortune, a death sentece or a one way ticket to falling inlove with the cockiest bad boy ever?
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"If you were really my best friend, you'd see that you were the only person I've ever wanted to be with. You've been dating everyone else while I'm just sitting around waiting for you to open your damn eyes!" I yelled at him as tears streamed down my cheeks. He looked at me with wide eyes, clearly confused. He then held a sympathetic look on his face when he saw how passionate I was about this entire situation. I can't believe he didn't realize all these years that he was the one I wanted to be with all along. "How was I supposed to know Riley? You didn't tell me shit!" He yelled back at me but still held his same sympathetic look. I shook my head at him, wiping my face as I backed away from him, stepping into a pile of snow in the process. There was already snow on ground but more snow had just started to fall from the sky. "Look, I have to go. My mom wants me home for dinner." I said turning on my heels and walking away towards my house. I didn't even bother looking back but I knew he was still standing there. I wondered if he'd run after me or if he'd sweep me off my feet like I always imagined but no, nothing. Just broken dreams and maybe even a broken friendship. *For hopeless romantics

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