Sequel to Love (Sam Claflin Fanfiction)
Chloe is finally happy. She has a great job. Great husband. Great marriage. Or is she just hiding how she actually feels? Surely in a marriage trust is the most important thing but Chloe can't seem to face the...
2 years later... Chloe's POV "Don't cry, it's okay." I whisper to my baby. 1 year ago I had my twins. 1 boy, Justin and 1 girl, Alexa. I live together with Liam. We got married last month. I'm currently pregnant with my next child. A lot has changed. We live in a huge house now.
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Josh got divorced from Natalia (read Love-book 1 to know who she is) because she cheated in him and got remarried with Jenn. They're so cute together. I'm still shocked about Sam's death but I've accepted the fact that I have to move on. Right now I'm getting dressed to go and visit him at the graveyard. I quickly get dressed ⬇️⬇️⬇️
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And throw on my favourite shoes...⬇️⬇️⬇️
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And my favourite jewellery, a ring that Liam got me.
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Liam is staying with the twins and I drive to the graveyard. I find Sam's grave, place the blood red roses on the grave stone and crouch down. "Hey Sam. It's me again. Alexa and Justin are doing great and I couldn't be happier. Liam's leaving in 2 weeks to go and film a new film. Josh got married to Jenn. We're all a happy family... I'm so sorry you can't experience this with us. I miss you every single day. I'm sorry your life ended this way. I love you Sam. Goodbye for now." I say and drive back to the house with a single tear running down my cheeks. Love and lies. It's a deadly mix. One that could kill everything you love. And one day I'll tell my children about my rough life and why I'll never forget it. Life is not a beautiful rose garden, there are way more thorns that you could ever imagine.
