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Riven hearts meet

Danielle; beautiful, sweet, calm and alluring, would unconsciously meet with her prince charming, their riven hearts joins and becomes perfect, but for now they only just met.

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Susanne

I stood in the door of the large hall and looked inside, there were people, not much, wearing yoga pants and holding yoga mats, some of them had already started to spread it on the ground.

I walked in slowly, I noticed that the ground I stepped on was made with hardwood, the hall was designed to look like a dance studio, there were big mirrors on the four sides of the room.

From where I stood, I saw my reflection in one of the mirrors, I wanted to go to it and really look at myself, but as I walked towards the mirror and my form became more visible, more detailed I stopped turned around and went backwards but as I went backwards I could see myself in the other mirror, I turned my head and I found out that there was no where I could hide even though I ran... seeing myself in the mirror was inevitable. I walked forward to the mirror I ran from and I stood there, two or three feet afar from the mirror.

I looked at my long ebony black hair which I hadn't combed, it made me look more hairy than I actually was, it wasn't as rough as I expected it to be, I saw the deep green colour of my eyes, just as green as the forest sage, I looked at my cherry coloured lips and I pouted a little, just enough to make me laugh, I saw my dimples in the mirror and I stopped to laugh so that I could smile, I looked at my straight nose, my long lashes and slim eyebrows, my perfect jaw line, I took In all of it the curve of my neck. I wasn't wearing something that could show my natural curvy figure.

I stared right at myself through the mirror, I looked at myself in the eye, slowly I stepped backwards, an then I turned to face the already growing crowd.

I wasn't wearing yoga pants and I didn't have any yoga mats, I looked around to see if I could see Mrs Helen or any of our supervisors, while I searched I caught sight of Ara she wasn't wearing a yoga pant too, infact she was still wearing the clothes she came in with.

I saw her eyes meet mine and I saw her walk up to me.

"hey roomie" she said, I watched her closely and forced a smile.

"seems like everybody is ready to do some stretching" she said to me

"everybody except us" I replied

Then she smiled again and said " you seem to get me"

"I get everybody" I replied her not looking at her but I was sure she would look confused.

"yeah and then nobody gets you" she said and I had to turn to look at her surprisingly she wasn't looking confused, a smile was held at the corners of her mouth.

"and it feels like you're all on your own" I said, feeling a smile form on my lips, I couldn't hold back my smile when she said " and you're so sick of trying to make them understand you that you make your own happiness"

In the afternoon after we've had our lunch, we were supposed to see a therapist, I'm using the term we because I mean me and Ara.

We didn't go to the therapist office together but we both had appointments the same day.

I walked up the stairs and into a hall way that stretched very far, Mrs Helen had specifically said "the fourth floor and the second door to your right" and as I walked past the first door, the second one came into view, written on a poster was 'Therapist' I wondered why Mrs Helen stressed herself so much.

I knocked on the door, I was expecting a voice to tell me to come in but I heard nothing, I stood there Wondering if I should enter or not.

Finally I made my decision and as I turned the door knob and pushed the door open, I peered my head into the room and my eyes met with two wide open eyes behind glasses, I was shocked to see her sitting there frozen watching me as I was watching her, I moved my head to the side and her eyes filled mine.

I walked in, behind a very large desk she sat, on the desk were papers, plenty of them. She still didn't speak a word to me, she still didn't take her eyes off me, and in my mind I wondered what kind of therapist would freak their client, I mean we were supposed to trust them with our problem and secrets because they were loving and trustable but as I stood there in the middle of a fairly large air conditioned room, smelling vanilla from an air freshener, I didn't really think I'd trust her.

"sit" she finally said and I finally let out my breath.