BROKEN SOULS SEVEN

CHAPTER SEVEN

I kept thinking about the girl who was identical to Camille I touched my sore nose and winced in pain.

I placed an ice pack on my nose to ease the pain recalling the day I first met Camille for the first time.

It was a bright afternoon in February I was roaming the streets until a girl with blonde golden hair caught my attention.

She was buying a strawberry ice cream. She had green eyes that had that special sparkle when she smiled.

I was a playboy I had my special charm with the ladies.

I decided to walk up to her.

‘’Hey pretty face let pay for that ice cream’’ I said coolly.

Camille dangerously glared at me, while I flashed her my charming smile. She frowned.

‘’Excuse me am very capable of paying for my own ice cream’’ she, said angrily.

That was the first time a girl didn’t fall my charms I was so obsessed with having her.

I slowly drifted to sleep on the sofa lost in my fantasy world dreaming about Camille I smiled in my sleep.

The next morning came quickly my special dream was interrupted by an unexpected visitor.

I groaned annoyance and checked the time on my phone it was 8.AM in the morning I lazily got up from the sofa and went to answer the door.

When I opened the door my eyes widened in shock my lips went dry.

''May we come in? Asked Tara and a middle-aged man appeared beside her.

I nod.

‘’Sure come in’’ I said coolly.

Once we settled inside Timothy broke the awkward silence.

‘’My daughter Tara came to personally apologize to you.’’

Tara sighed sadly.

''Am sorry for hitting you it was very inappropriate and it's my fault'' she, said sincerely.

I starred at her ‘’it’s alright Tara  I am also sorry for tossing your camera and she smiled.

Timothy cleared his throat ''now that you two have made up am personally inviting you, Andrew, to have breakfast with us and am not taking no for an answer.