It’s not love...it’s the truth

Then...there was this guy over here smoking all day long..drinking all night long...partying all weekends..with women and women and women ,enjoying life in his dad's money! Not educated that much but very intelligent and cunning,already played with different girls and ruined their life ,according to him "women are just for fun..i hate women but i love them too"....maybe because his mother left him when he was 7 yrs old,maybe because his mother used to spend nights on bed with other guys when his father used to stay abroad!maybe something more. And then there was this sweet little and simple girl with beautiful long hair and eyes like brown diamonds,smell like rose and a big beautiful nose. She was simple as if without studying her life was worthless. She had few friends some were jealous of her marks and some were there to pity her everyday by saying"oho Scarlette..we understand ur situation baby..we know that u are sad ...ohooo we r sorry honey...oho..oho..oho",she was least interested in their sympathies but there was a burning desire in this parentless little woman who used live with her grandparents. The desire was to fulfil her parents' dream that is to be a doctor and help the needy. Who knew that life would do business with her in this kind of way?