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WHEN ANGELS FALL

    She looked at her reflection in the mirror, trying as hard as she could to push back the tears that clouded her vision
'You're not going to cry Sara', she told herself as she straightened up and tried to push her loose stubborn curls back into the tight bun on her head.
'You're strong and this too shall pass', she convinced herself and smoothed out her skirt.
She picked up her bag, walked out of the bathroom and out of the restaurant,  totally absorbed in her thoughts. Oblivious of the eyes that followed her out of the restaurant  until she was out of sight.

He saw everything that ensued between her and the dark guy she had walked into the restaurant with, he had seen the hurt in her eyes even though it had been there for only a few seconds. He had watched aptly as she effortlessly kept her cool and smile  in the sweetest manner before she stood up and headed for the bathroom.
He watched the dark guy as he stood up and strode out of the restaurant. Great. Break up after a nice meal. He wondered what she was doing in the bathroom, probably throwing up all she had eaten.
He wanted to hurt the guy for hurting her, for throwing away all he'd ever dreamed of and he wondered if this was his chance. Again.
       She stepped out of the bathroom and he was taken aback,  her hair was in a tight bun as always which made the shape of her face more pronounced, he marveled at the perfect contours on her face. How someone could be so beautiful,  he didn't understand.  He wanted to see her up close, really look into her eyes, he wanted to see if they were brighter when she smiled. She wore a tight navy blue skirt that hugged and accentuated her curves and a white top with ruffles around the collar. Her body was amazing, he found himself drooling again. He wondered what she looked like under all those clothes.
        He loved her, he knew even though he'd never even gotten the chance to speak to her. Sometimes it was better to love from afar but watching didn't seem to be enough anymore. He wanted to know more. Wanted to explore her. Completely.

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     Okay so this is a teaser, I was wondering what to write about next. I want to delve into topics like DEPRESSION, SEX, ABUSE, RAPE, ANXIETY etc, What do you think?
Did you like the teaser? Should I post more excerpts from my books? Feel free to drop a comment. Kisses.

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