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Mateo was afraid that the quietness of the room could make the sound of his heart audible and she would notice how it strangely changed it’s beating pattern. He didn’t make a move but neither did she. She did not remove her hand and simply kept it there, keeping her honey eyes locked to his cold ones. She had never done it before but suddenly she wondered what it would be like to touch those soft plump lips with her own. Some may call it a coping mechanism, attaching yourself to a person suddenly when there is nothing else to hold on to. If there is nothing to hold on to then the only remaining option is to choose not living. 

What else is life about than spending it with people you enjoy being around?

She chewed on her lip in disappointment. He was her boss. 

‘Of course he doesn’t like me.’ She thinks bitterly and tries to convince herself to let it go. Just because he had helped her out of pity did not mean that he felt