Unbroken Part 1 I sat on the bench and watched they breathing come out in a cloud, it was the middle of March but still felt like it should be December. I pulled my coat tighter around myself and sighed, he wasn't coming. For the third time this week. I'd been stood up, by the same guy, I don't know what draws me to him, whether it's his deep brown eyes, or his dirty blonde hair. I sighed and stood up, ready to leave. "Bree!" My heart almost stopped, my breathing quicken, I wanted to move but I couldn't. My feet stayed rooted to the spot. I turned my head slightly and he came toward me, the street lamp dancing in his eyes. I smiled slightly and sat back down "Sorry I'm late" he mumbled, with a crooked smile. I shook my head in disbelief "You've stood me up three times before now and all you can say is... Sorry I'm late" I snapped, looking into the distant...