Jeremiah chuckled, a glint flitted across his emerald green eyes as he stroked her long red hair, ''I fell for you right there and then. And from there on, there was no going back.''
'With that hideous face and ugly body, you sure have a good amount of confidence if you think I am interested in you.'
What was that? Esme found herself stunned.
If he fell in love with her, then who was so rude to her? Nobody has the audacity to be that rude to her in this land.
She did not tell Jeremiah about her nightmare because he would be worried sick about her but ever since last night, she has been having these weird reminders of moments that she has never lived... or maybe those she has forgotten.
''Jer, say, have you ever found me ugly?" She looked at him seriously, wanting an honest answer, ''Did you ever call me hideous in the past?''