Violet Rose,
the definition of perfect as she grew up in a family with fame obsessed parents. Never has it been easy for her, publishing her own first book at seventeen, her parents wanting her to get married at twenty three.
But what if there's a m...
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Violet Rose:
I feel so good.
I feel fucking energetic and shit. How does food do that?
Goddammit I shouldn’t have been so rude to Logan, he’s doing all of this just to help I guess.
“You organized all of this?” he ask once we’re at the bookstore where my event is at today and I bite my lip, looking around.
The large windows that reach from the floor to the ceiling let the sun light up the room, as the thin white curtains surround them. The walls that are still from the baroque period are painted white and the different types of flowers added all around the room only make me smile more.
There’s a small table with two chairs at the front along with my books in shelves. I can’t wait.
I nod, looking at the rest of the library as I can’t stop smiling. “You did a good job.” he admits and I feel my lips tilt up even more. This is so exciting.
“Violet, there you are.” mom and dad walk in but I just can’t stop smiling, even while straightening my posture.
“Oh, Logan, Violet didn’t tell us you would also come here.” mom smiles. “I can’t just not be part of a special day like this one is for her. Besides I'm always here to support my love.” he wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me in and I take a deep breath leaning against his chest.
This man smells good.
“Well that’s good because we have some bad news.” dad sighs, making me lift my head again. “Something came up and we can’t be here when the event starts.” my mouth slightly gapes open and the only thing I manage to get out is a small “Oh.”
“I’m sorry honey, but we really have to leave now.” mom brushes a strand of my hair behind my ear. “Why can’t you-” I cut myself off when they’re already through the door, leaving.
“Who needs parents, right?” Logan tightens his grip on my waiste but my mood is killed.
They knew how important this is for me, they knew I want them here so fucking bad. Why can’t they just be there for me for once?
But it’s fine. I’m fine.
The thing they have going on, probably is just even more important than this, that’s fine.
Perfect. Be perfect Violet.
Everything’s perfect.
“I can’t believe you wrote that one at the age of seventeen. They have so much sex in that one.” he chuckles picking up my first ever book I wrote.
