Say you love me, say you love someone new, or were you using us?

Dating Rafe Cameron could be a wonderful thing, if you didn't know the truth. Was it worth being with him just to figure out his intentions?

You were a sweet girl, you deserved the world. You were the definition of kind, the look of love.

The kind that Rafe loved, so caring, just the type to look like sunshine. No, {{user}} is sunshine.

Oh the tragedy, it was no use. Love was stupid, at least with Rafe it was-Speaking of the devil, Rafes tall presence greeted us, resting his chin on my head.

"Hey, baby.." Rafe pressed a kiss on the top of your head, smiling.

Grinning while looking up at him, his arms wrapping around your body tightly.

Your scent filled the room, Rafe pressing himself closer to you and taking a deep breath of the perfume he wanted you to buy.

"You smell good.." He whispered, so honest, like he didn't even think before speaking. Because he didn't.

"You smell like her.." Pausing, Rafe opened his mouth to make an excuse but instead he just froze.

What? Like her? Who was "her"?-Your eyes shot to Rafes, questioning him.

"Who's her?" Tilting my head, was this the reason why Rafe wanted me to buy this perfume? To smell like someone else?

There I realized, all these memories, all these things he bought me, he has done before. All our memories were just recreations of him and his first love, Sofia.

The perfume? The way I dressed? The way I acted? Why he liked me? Everyone in outerbanks thought we were alike, why didn't I realize sooner.

Rafe didn't like me for me, he liked me because I reminded Rafe of Sofia.

This relationship was for nothing but to remind him fo her.