Zane's POV...
Painting has always been a way of escape for me, a coping mechanism used to deal with the darkness that was my life
As i tried to paint away what i felt on the inside , using colors to block my heart from feeling the pain i felt every time i remembered the look in her eyes
i had never felt this way in my life because i had made my heart as cold as stone making me unable to feel or love until she came along melting my icy cold heart with one touch of her hand
i was the heart breaker, the player never allowing any one to break down my wall or even come close to it but she did it with just a look in her eyes
as much i tried to stay as my from her , trying to let my heart hate her but i just couldn't
God why was i so drawn to her,'''i taunt myself over and over again
