On the Surface

People see what they want to see. They only view what's on the surface, and they're easy to fool.I let them see on the outside that I'm a successful businesswoman. My clothes are designer, my makeup flawless, and I live in a high-rise condo in Lennox Hills. They see perfection, not what lies beneath the surface.The real me, the one I keep hidden is a broken-hearted woman who uses the makeup to hide her tears.The expensive clothing covers a heart once shattered by love. The walls of my expensive home shelter a lonely woman who hides the fact that deep down she wants to be loved. A woman who is too scared to risk her fragile heart.For ten years, I've managed to hide behind the image of perfection. Only letting people see what's on the surface.Until I ran into Jase.Now, every raw emotion, every shattered piece of my heart that I buried long ago is exposed outside the protective walls of my high-rise condo. No matter how hard I try, I can't keep the walls from crumbling. He sees me beyond the image that I've created. He says he can handle what's below the surface, but can I?