Chapter 1
Chapter One
Ever wonder how easy life would be if one had her soulmate laid down? Like your soulmate has a physical feature that you will recognize him by?
It really would have saved some of us from bad heartaches. Though it would have denied us the chance to experience that love for a stranger, that foreign but not so foreign feeling--- I mean the feeling of looking into a stranger’s eyes and being taken to a place where only the two of you exist--- it’s the place where nothing else matters as long as you have each other. The little heaven, if not heaven indeed, is what I call it.
The stranger becomes your safe place--- the person who has control over your mood for each day, the one who lives rent-free in your mind.
I like to think of myself as the most intelligent, stunningly beautiful, and tactical thinker, whose enemy is overthinking.
Beside the top-notch description of myself, I am the total opposite when it comes to that Greek god-looking like man. I don't seem to be in control of my mind and body when it comes to him.
And the worst part is that he knows the effect he has on me and finds it very amusing.
I do know that it is my fault that he knows it; I am everything I shouldn't be in his care. I have given him my entire heart, body, and soul, so I really don't see why he would not continue hurting me the way he does, but I am not going to get on to that as yet.
Probably lost in my daydream, I must be at work in an hour’s time and am out here thinking about a man who is probably drunk in some hotel.
“The heart surely knows how to choose,” I thought sarcastically.
I happened to fall in love with a man who seems immune to feelings, or rather, who fails to show too much emotion, and besides that, I still believe what we share is true love at its best, and if it’s not, then there’s nothing called true love.
