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Alexander sat in his office going through the recent architectural designs submitted by his architect. These models were samples for the buildings that were to be built on the land surrounding Roseanne's house. He went through each and every design with utmost concentration, absorbing every detail in it. He was going through the fourth design while he sipped his coffee. He scrunched his eyebrows and looked into the sheet with concentration , but it was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in" Alexander said , as he kept the paper down on his desk still looking at it and sank back into his chair.

"Boss! The woman has not agreed to sell the house." Said the same man who had gone to Roseanne ordering her to sell away her house.
He stood near the desk and Alexander looked up from the papers.

"Did you tell her the consequences?"

"Yes boss. She doesn't seem to budge for any of it. Not even the money."

Alexander inhaled and said,

"Well then, she will sell it soon, I take what I want, and there will be no change in that."

The man stood near Alexanders desk ready for his boss' next order.

Alexander clenched his jaws and narrowed his eyes.
"Cancel all my appointments for Friday evening. Clear it. I need to have a little chat with this lady there."

"She is not Loren Hart boss, this is her granddaughter who stays there all alone. Her name is . . "

"I will get to know her on my own." He said,cutting him off before he could say the name of the only woman who had the power to bring Alexanders world tumbling down.

"Yes boss, anything else ?"

"Yes, tell Jacob to keep the papers for purchase ready."

"Will do that." He said and walked away shutting the doors of Alexanders' office.

Alexander closed his eyes and sat in his chair for a long time. A woman, would be easy to convince, he thought. He would make her sell the house to him no matter what. Alexander always got what he wanted, and he wouldn't change it now. He had set his eyes on the land and he would take it even if he had to use force.
But little did Alexander know , that the woman from whom he wanted the house from was the one for whom he could give away his life for, he would change himself for her, and only her.

He opened his eyes, pulled open the drawer and removed his unused diary. He then slowly removed her picture from it and kept the diary on his desk. The girl whom he hadn't seen since ten long years. He dint have an idea of how he would recognise her. He dint know how she would recognise him. His heart hurt for her, but somewhere deep down his heart, he knew that she would know him, if not him, his eyes. Rose had always loved his eyes. He kept the photo on his chest and layed back on the chair with his eyes closed and a small smile on his lips.
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It was a very hectic Friday for both Brian and Roseanne at work. It was the end of the week and they had to finish all the pending work. Hence, they decided to come back home and then go for their dinner date.

Roseanne was dressed in a black knee length dress, her hair was left loose in its soft natural curls, she looked natural. She only had the mascara and red lipstick on. Rose stood near the photo frames near her hall and looked at her parents photo. She was going on a date with a man for the first time in her life and she desperately wanted her family with her to support her, tell her that he is the right man, she wanted her mother to hold her hand and tell her that everything would work out, that everything would be okay. She wanted her sister the most. She wanted her assurance and support. Tears were threatening to fall out of her eyes.

"Not now rose, not now." She whispered to herself taking deep long breaths to calm herself. Her eyes slowly travelled to the photo frame which held a picture of her and Alexander. She picked it up and felt a myriad of emotions flow in her body. She could never seem to get over him, yet she couldn't bring herself to forgive him for breaking her heart. She had been so pathetically in love with him, that even now, even after all these years, Rose could not bring herself to forget him. Alexander too, had faced terrible things in life just like her. His parents died before her parents. They were murdered in their house when Alexander was not in town. Those days were the worst. Even after he rejected her, Rose was there by his side trying her level best to calm him down and support him through the hard times, but he pushed her away from him. Far far away. The last time Rose saw him, was when he murdered a man right in front of her eyes . After that, she never saw him, it had been ten years since then, but still when she closes her eyes, she could see his deep forest green eyes looking at her with a mixture of many emotions within it that she couldn't understand. Today she was going to give herself a chance and let go of her past.

She kept the frame down on the table and went near her door to unlock it ,so that Brian could just come in when he came to pick her up for dinner. Her door bell had stopped working since the past few days and she had to bring an electrician to get it repaired soon.
After unlocking the door, she went into her room to arrange all the clothes that she had thrown on her bed in search of the black dress she presently wore.

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"Boss, this is the house." Graham spoke as he stopped the car in front of an old house.

Alexander was dressed in a crisp, black suit and had his shades on. He got out of the car ,shut the door and shoved his right hand into his pocket surveying the vast expanse of land and this small house obstructing it. He wanted this, and he would make her sell this to him. There was an eerie silence that surrounded that place, a silence that always came before a storm. He made his way towards the house and the gravel crunched under his shoes as he walked towards it. He climbed the stairs and stood on the porch. The front door was slightly opened and he could see the orange light seeping through the gap as it illuminated the porch area. He removed his right hand and rang the door bell, but it did not give out any sound. He pressed it again, but there was no sound that came out of it.

Alexander pushed open the door wider and stepped into the house and the wooden floor creaked under the pressure of his foot steps. He moved slowly to the middle of the room and shoved both his hands into his pockets. He narrowed his eyes and surveyed the hall. A small couch laid in the middle of the room with a table in front of it. And the smell, the house smelt someone very familiar. Something very beautiful, the smell of Roseanne. His heart started beating rapidly at the doubt that started arising within him.
"Loren Hart, boss, it's in the name of a lady named Loren Hart."

Alexander turned towards his right and that was when his whole world stopped.. He moved towards the photo frames with his heart beating loud inside his chest. He removed his shades and stood near the table and what he saw made his entire being shake with something so strong, that he could not decipher. He couldn't think anything anymore.

"Jesus...." he whispered to himself, as he looked at the pictures of rose and her family on the wall. He gulped down the know that formed in his throat and clenched his jaw in an attempt to control the unknown emotions that coursed within him.

The family, who were once his own the girl, who loved him with all her heart, and the life that he left behind were thrown at his face all at once. He shut his eyes and bent his head taking deep breaths through his nose, jaws clenched and hands fisted the table tightly. He slowly opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the special frame that laid on the table. He picked it up and looked at it, that is when Alexander Hunter, for the first time in his life, was left defenseless and all the strength drained away from his body instantly. The picture of him and Rose holding hands together while Rose kept looking at him with a dreamy expression tugged something deep in his heart and he could feel his heart break into a million pieces. She had always loved him, loved him since they were kids and may be, even now, after all these years gap between them. He wished for it now and shut his eyes again as he kept the frame back on the table. He was shocked to see it on her table even now, after all these years. She had preserved his memory with her.

He opened his eyes and could feel his eyes glistening with a mixture of wild, strong emotions flowing within him and he could not hold onto what he actually felt. He couldn't breath and the room suffocated him by presenting him with all the memories and her smell, her pure addicting smell.

Rose came out of the washroom and slipped her feet into the heels and moved towards the hall. She saw a man with stiff shoulders dressed in a black suit looking at the photographs.
She smiled and said,

"Brian. . . Let's go?"

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