It is at the high school that I met the one who was going to become my husband : Mr Crabtree. He was my history teacher. He was tall and seducing, he immediately pleased me. The boys of my age did not interest me.
I had many history courses because I was in literary section. I thus saw my teacher every day and it was one of rare happiness that the life could bring me. From time to time he crossed behind my back for me susurer of the words soft or then encouragements when I did not understand the exercises. I fell in love little by little with him, it was the first time when somebody took care as well of me. He was attentive, it is just what what missed me.
All the girls of the class found our very attractive professor but I smelt so special for him. A strong link began between us two. I stayed with him during his hours of free time because his course was the only one whom I attended. The classroom frightened me and if he was not there it was the even worse. Our last moments together except the courts were a real happiness.
The holidays of the end of year approaching, I decided to admit him my love. It was my last courses at the high school and I was never going to revise him.
But in my surprise, he admitted me his love. It was not any more my professor of history but the man that I was going to love all my life.
To be continued...
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Murder Mysteries
أدب المراهقينMrs Crabtree killed her husband, Alec Crabtree. Why did she commit an act so horrible to the man who she loves ? To answer this question, dive you with us into the past of this woman ... Cover by @Eynn-ynn
