Getting over one's first love was always a task people people deemed hard. Ophelia Greengrass, however, finds it to be even harder as she has to get over her first love whilst being engaged to his little brother.
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❝we may be in a love...
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a week into the school year and ophelia greengrass is ready to jump out down the astronomy tower. she and regulus would wake up at the crack of dawn, every. single. day. and do their research in the library. (the word research is italicized because a, it is top secret information and b, sometimes they don't just do research).
in between class and during meal times, she plans the wedding with venus. the wedding was in t-minus 17-days and the two of them have been coordinating with mrs greengrass and mrs black about some of the details. ophelia was actually scheduled to look for dresses the next coming weekend with both matriachs.
and after school, she'd head down to the pitch to pratice with evan. regulus was still the team's seeker but more research had to be done. if they didn't want to make evan and venus suspicious, ophelia would never have done the whole 'practicing with evan' thing.
the only time ophelia has actual time for herself was during the night. she hasn't had a nightmare in over four months now, for everynight during summer regulus was beside her—holding her as tight as he could. and she wasn't mentally prepared for another one.
she doesn't sleep at night, researches with her fiance, plans with her best friend and plays quidditch with her other best friend. ophelia manages to sneak enough sleep during her classes, however.
"what has become of me?" ophelia muttered to herself as she closes her eyes, staring at the blank abyss of her eyelids.
she knows it's just her eyelids, yet something eerie makes the hair on her skin jump.
"do not find a mentor in me, boy. for you and i are a lot alike," ophelia blinks as she stares at the scene. four teenagers—no older than eighteen—were sitting on a couch in a room where instead of walls, bookshelves adored the room. they were staring up at a woman with dirty blonde hair and her back against ophelia. "everyone we have ever loved has died. i wonder, what would happen if you loved me like a mother; and i you, as a son?"
ophelia wakes up screaming and thrashing, as she always has. marystands up and turns on the lights, wakening the girls.steve grabs the cold water bottle by ophelia's night stand and handed it to venus. she gently approaches ophelia.
caroline was already out the door when ophelia thought, why did james have lily's eyes?
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sorry for the short chapter!!
i have finallydecided on a concrete ending for this book (and the possibility of a spin off too) and uhm bye!!!!
