Lowering my head, I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down before I can move on. Sitting on one of the couches in my house, I could feel across the room that girl, sitting on another one of the couches, staring at me.
Luka's "fiancée" seemed very much his style, a tall girl, with straight blonde hair, big light brown eyes, and a perfect body. At school, everyone said that Luka dated that kind of woman, so beautiful, that's why when I met him and fell in love with him I always knew that I would never have a chance because I'm not... Like them. I mean, physically, there is a big difference between my appearance and this girl who claims to be his fiancée and Sophie, so I never believed that Luka could love me.
But I don't want to think about that, to doubt Luka once again, not after
