What exactly was the meaning of love? 
How could one tell when they were falling, or if it was just lust playing tricks in their head?

Ophelia had never considered herself a romantic. In fact, she’d long assumed she was asexual, convinced the spark everyone else talked about simply didn’t exist for her. 
She made a habit of avoiding men entirely; she couldn't risk a broken heart, and she was certain that any guy who approached her had a single, shallow goal in mind—to get her into bed. 

She couldn't fathom why they’d even bother; in her own eyes, she wasn't beautiful, and she certainly didn't think she had the kind of body that turned heads.

Then there was Orton Jay.

The moment her eyes had locked with his, every instinct screamed danger. He was the kind of trouble she knew she should run from, yet she felt a magnetic pull she couldn't explain. He was persistent, constantly poking at her defenses with his teasing and effortless flirting. It bothered her, but not nearly as much as the emotions he stirred up—feelings so raw and unfamiliar they absolutely terrified her.


She was slowly falling for him - falling for Orton jay

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Chapter 6 - — Ophelia —