This is my first fanfic so DO NOT JUDGE ME! lawlzz jokes pokes. Judge away! anyhoos enough with my blabber and on with the story….. but first of all I do NOT own most of the characters on this. It is ALL the great Richelle Mead, even though I don't want to say it, she also owns The Hawttt Russian God we all know of as Dimitri Belikov *sighhh* But I do, however, own Sienna (she comes later on in the story ;P) and the plot. Those are all mine, not Richelle's. MINE!. Now you can readdd the real thing, instead of these bullshit *coughs* excuse my language…. xD!

Preface

I could trust him. Couldn't I?

What if I could? What if I couldn't?

Confusing thoughts running in my head. I stopped thinking for a minute and stared at his beautiful brown eyes. Eyes that seemed like could read all of me and saw deep down my soul.

That moment as the world stopped, there was only he and I. Nobody else. I knew then that I could let him in. Even if it meant getting my heart broken again. Even if it meant pouring my heart out to someone I wasn't sure I could trust.

All I knew is that he'd be listening.

So this is just a little paragraph of what's going to happen in the story. Who thinks they know who Rose is talking to here. Should be easy, there's a hint on it ;P. R&R thanks you!