"If love was an object, it would be a kitchen knife."
Adriana pushed away, sanity coming back to her in a rush.
"Nathan, if we cross this line, there's no going back."
Seeing he did not care, she walked out on him.
"Wait, Adriana!" He begged following closely.
Adriana turned to face him, her eyes basked in tears.
"Why me? I've always hated you and I'm sure the feeling was mutual."
"For some time, yes but when I was with you Adriana, I felt something that I haven't felt in a long time."
"What did you feel?" She asked, more in a hush.
"I felt loved."
Adriana burst into a fit of laughter making her cheeks huge.
"I've always had fantasies of what it would be like if we met differently, if I wasn't a b***h and you never met my father."
"But it can be different now. I'll say it agai
