OMG thank you all for the comments and reading this far into this story! I truly appreciate with all my heart your comments! It means so much to hear from you and that you are actually reading something I have written! <3
So the wedding was yesterday... and I was so happy for the new couple! Meghan is such an inspiration to me before I even knew she was dating Prince Harry. So it's incredible to watch another moment in history unfold before me! Let me know your thoughts on the wedding! I loved their second look going to the reception <3
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I just finished writing this chapter at 11:49PM - late I know! But your comments from the last chapter motivated me hardcore to write sooner!
This is a loooooong chapter like more than 2k words and almost 3k! So let me know if you like the length and let me know any improvements to this chapter you think I should add in to make it more romantic as mentioned at the end of the chapter.
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Maybe it was the stench from the bucket that stood beside Jason's bed that he had forced Meghan to sleep on the past few days or just the need to finally have people see them together in public, but Jason needed to get some fresh air. Meghan had been throwing up in the morning, sickened from Jason's treatment.
Trying to cooperate with Jason's erratic persona while trying to secretly help him was making her sick. She had never felt so disoriented. And that was a lot coming from her since her time of being bullied which caused anxiety and depression which Jason had caused himself. But now seeing him, someone once so close to her and then to becoming the opposite, and realizing why he was like that made her emotions run rampant. She was horrified at the person he had become. More so the state his mind was in. She was trying to forget and forgive all the pain he had caused her and help him the past few days, but the way he acted made her physically sick. \
Seeing other people with mental health issues through her job was okay because there was a level of separation. She didn't know the person, but could relate. It was disturbing now, having someone she knew deeply personally reveal their mental illness without knowing.
And of course, Meghan was also sick from what she had done to Harry. It hurt her to dream about Harry at night when Jason was finally asleep across from her since she said she would start to scream if he slept next to her in bed. That was one of the things she absolutely would not allow him to do. She would dream that they were together still and that she was safe in his arms under his care. She didn't want to think about it since they were no longer together and there was now ay they could ever be, but she still dreamed about them as her salvation from this dreary time.
"Okay let's go for a walk. We need to get out of the house Meg. We can stop by Jane's house and she can catch you up on everything you've missed. She'll be so happy to see that you're back and that we are together again."
"Sure, let me just change and then we can go."
Meghan changed into a white button down shirt and black pants with a long waist coat and grabbed her hand purse. The pair then headed out the door of the victorian style house. Meghan had found out that once the couple who lived in it before passed recently, Jason had bought it for them to live in. He had planned this all along. Whether or not he thought he'd have to get Meghan himself or that she would come back on her own.
"You know," Meghan started to speak as they walked down the quite street with bird chirping.
"your parents are proud of you right?"
"Yes of course they are. I've got the girl, I've got the house, I'll be getting my scholarship back to finish my studies soon and I'm living the perfect life." He gave Meghan a side hug and she gave a fake smile back. He was blissfully unaware of the tension in her smile.
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The Prince's American Girl | Prince Harry and Meghan Markle
FanfictionShe stood alone on the balcony cupping her warm tea. The soft breathe of air from the close of another smoldering hot day smoothed past her cheek and made the chiffon curtains behind her dance. Sighing, she took a sip of her tea and then laughed to...