I never knew what love was until Lucas. He gave me everything the books I read say love is. Nightskies, rainbows, dancing in the rain, butterflies, flowers, chocolates on my periods, stars, moons, everything. He was everything.
It with him was so effortless, like second nature. Like fate. Like we were meant to be.
I realized he was special when he ordered my favorite chocolates from India for me.
I realized I loved him when he first stayed home during Christmas for me, to spend time with me.
I realized I fell in love with him when I first met his parents.
I realized we had a future together when I decided to introduce him to my parents.
I realized the importance of physical intimacy when we first had sex.
I realized I wanted to marry him when we were told that I might never be able to have kids and he told me adoption was always an option. As if me not being able to get pregnant immediately meant that there weren't any chances of him having his own children. As if our lives were forever intertwined. And I realized that it was.
He never once looked at as two entities. We were always two halves. There's no Lucas without Ira.
That's what he said when he proposed to me on my best friend's wedding day.
There's no Ira without Lucas.
That's what I told him when I said yes.
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The size of the prologues differ vastly with Genevieve and Ira because their personalities are different.
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RomanceGetting pregnant while still in high school was not Genevieve's bingo card. Neither was her boyfriend moving to a different continent to attend college. Ultimately Gen decides to keep their daughter secret in hopes that they'll reunite after college...
