'Love'...a word composed of just four letters but a thousand emotions, when those emotions are expressed...life starts to take color.


Xain Xavier goes to a college with his childhood friend, Emma Gray. They have been together for 15 years being neighbors and have developed a very deep bond and one look at them together will make you think they are a couple. But.... are they.......? 

Xain, on his way to the library bumps into one of the girl's, Isabella Rose, their eyes lock each other, oblivious to reality they stare at each other as if they were searching for something, perhaps... someone; and they were right before their eyes. That was the moment when Xain got the answer to if "love at first sight" was a myth.

 What if Emma feels the same way about Xain? Xain, forced to make a choice, a choice which will determine his future. Will he stay with the one he's been with all his life, or will he put his memories behind and hold a new hand he fell for. 

Love...the shades of one's heart, the thousand feelings he experiences will help him to make THE choice, which hand will he lean towards?

The Shades of my Heart

“3 hours left, Isabella. What do we do?” 


It’s been 2 days since I got that message. It’s been in my head since then. 


‘Celestia town, Block C, apartment no. 334, 


you know what happens if you reach out to anyone’ 


If Emma was playing another prank, then why didn’t she message me with her own contact number? It was a random one. Also the call, all I heard was Emma’s voice, it looked like she was in pain. Was it another one of Emma’s act? Was she trying to make me feel guilty? 


For as long as I have known Emma, she had never been the type to think about stuff like this and plan it out so thoroughly. But do I trust that intuition? I guess the state she was in….it’s hard to predict what she will do next. She can’t just let it go, so she must have done something, right? 


What is she trying to do? Why does she want me to bring... Isabella? But I guess that doesn’t matter, as long as I know what she’s after. 


Selfishness