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Sebastian dropped his hands to the side and turned his attention to me. “I thought you weren’t coming.” “I changed my mind,” I shrugged. His lips curled at the edges as he took slow steps toward me. His scent drove me crazy. It was that same woody and coffee mixture that pushed my brain into ecstasy. Everything about me became conscious including my wobbly legs. “Is that so? What changed your mind? Or should I ask...who changed your mind?” he reached over and lifted my chin to look up at him. “I don’t think I should report everything I do.” He grinned. “Even so, I want to know if I was behind that decision.” I took a step back and out of his burning touch. “ I forgot h

They say love blinds and it’s true. Sebastian’s words kept ringing in my head. Even if I didn’t want it, he was the cause of my happiness. Sometimes I felt like ripping my heart out and resetting all my memories, but on occasions, I paused to think, at some point we were happy and I’d change nothing about it. Those things made me who I am. He made me who I am. It was up to me if I wanted to remain here or continue growing without him. I shook my head and walked out of the elevator to my house. The place was silent and there was no hint of Jake being around. I didn’t like him being out of sight. I’d prefer if he didn’t leave my side. But Jake was growing and he needed that freedom. I didn’t want to tie him to my hip. He deserves more than that bastar

Steam danced above the liquid, floating in slow motion as it left traces of rich caramelized nuts. I licked my bottom lip as I watched my cup get filled. Coffee turned into my new addiction after I quitted smoking. At least that's what everyone thinks. I groaned as I watched the thin line of liquid that connected the machine and my cup vanishes. It made a noise similar to water being drained down the bathtub followed by the clicking of something broken, drowning the peaceful sound. I pulled out my cup. I groaned and then disconnected the machine before hitting it. I couldn’t put a finger on what exactly was bothering me but I was angry. I could feel the center of my forehead crease in annoyance as I tried to fix it by hitting it harder. Probably the worst idea, but whatever.

I flump on the couch next to Jake. He kept his eyes on the television where Friends was playing. It wasn't too loud but enough to drown the excuses I was about to state. "Jake, can we talk?" He ignored me for another five minutes until I decided to lower the volume myself to get his attention. It was obvious he was ignoring me. It wouldn't surprise me if he wanted to leave right now. "Jake, please. I feel awful for lying to you, don't make it harder for me." He turned his face first before deciding to look at me. "And how do you think I feel right now? Have you ever considered my situation?" He was right. Jake deserves more than what I am offering." I am sorry. Really! I am scared, Jake. I mean it. I am so scared that you will judge me. I am scared that you will hate me. I am scared that you will think differently of me." "Your silence is open to imagination, Jess. Since I have arrived here, I feel like a stranger. You don't tell me anything about you. It's like our connection h

I sniffed back more tears. It was hard to know for how long I had been crying, but my pillow was damp under my cheeks. There was a ringing sound coming from the back of my head that forced me to roll to the other side of the bed. The sun rays peeking through my thin curtains caressed my back with heat. The soft strokes became melted crystal sweats, which to my annoyance made my skin clammy. I sat upright to study my surroundings. Pillows covered the floor, and my bedsheets were halfway out of my bed. I rubbed the sleep away and remained still until the memories of the previous night became clearer. Embarrassment tainted my cheeks as one specific image clouded my thoughts. How could I let my emotions take control? What will Jake think now that he knows how I truly feel about Sebastian? I have turned into an incautious woman overnight. What happened to all my hard work and self-talking about wanting to be an independent woman? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! I sigh in exasperation as I slo

Every time I saw Sebastian with Pollen, my heart became numb. I wanted to stop loving him. I wanted to stop looking at him the same way I'd been looking at him since the moment we made those vows. I wanted to hate him for playing with me the way he was doing, but I couldn't. Each time something happened, I made excuses for his mistakes. The sad truth is that I'd do it all over again without hesitation. But it wasn't his fault. I'd willingly take the blame for believing his vacant promises. A wave of jealousy ran through me when Pollen locked her arm into Jake's. Sebastian and Pollen had caught up with Jake and Elena. Immediately, Jake's eyes found mine. He was concerned about my reaction, but I had no right to ruin his night. I gave him a smile of reassurance before stepping away for the waiter. I took a drink from the tray and turned back to Alex. He was inspecting the bottle of wine I gave him. "It sure is my favorite one," he chuckled. He settled the bottle into the bag before