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In which a love morally forbidden by society becomes to potent to ignore.
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"I love you, Eden."
"I love you, Huxley."
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Previously titled 'White Ca...
This took me so long to write for no reason. Sorry.
I don't know if I like it much but the smut is pretty decent, I think. Since it took so long I made it extra long and I gave you smut.
42. a bloke or a sheila
°°Smut is in this chapter°°
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HUXLEY KING
"Hey, I need your help."
Gracie nodded, taking a sip of her coffee, "I'm listening."
I chewed on my lip anxiously. "I'm looking for Eden's engagement ring."
Gracie's eyes widened and slapped her hands over her mouth, her cheeks tightening as she squeaked.
I narrowed my eyes, "What the fuck was that Gracie?"
"Shh, I'm processing."
Gracie, sighed, shaking her head. "Oh, oh my God. Holy shit. What did you have in mind?"
I pursed my lips, unable to stop the smile from forming on my face. "Um, well," I took out my phone and opened the image I had saved in my camera roll, "I took it at one of the stores I went to a week ago."
It was a three-carat oval cut diamond with a diamond-encrusted halo and band. When I saw it I immediately thought of Eden as it is elegant and beautiful just as she is, though it still cannot compare to the beauty of her soul.
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Gracie gasped, placing a hand over her mouth.
"I take it it's good?"
Gracie looks up at me with a small grin, "Dad, it's perfect."
"Really?" Glancing at my daughter, I smiled. I wanted it to be perfect. It would never come anywhere near the perfection Eden was but I was hoping to get it as close as possible.
