The Impossible Girl

Prologue

Trigger Warning

This beginning chapter involves the death of an infant. If this is something that you cannot handle or just simply do not wish to read, do not read. I will place asterisks (***) between the part to let you know where it begins and ends.

Marrisa Grace Williams

A visitor from Memphis, Tennessee. A rare beauty with hazel eyes and long, brown hair.

Jasper Andrew Whitlock.

The southern gentleman that was wanted by all. The most eligable man in Houston, Texas

They met in a café. Jasper, being the gentleman he is, paid for the Tennessean's coffee. His own way of showing his attraction to her. She dazzled him with a smile, sparkles in her eyes.

"Well, thank you, sir," she smiled.

"My pleasure, ma'am."

Oh, that southern accent made her legs feel like jello.

"Care to sit with me? The least I can do is have coffee with you," she smiled again. Jasper loved seeing that smile.

He nodded, holding out his arm for her. She gladly took it and made their way to a secluded table in the corner of the café.

They spent the whole day together. Talking about their lives, where they came from. Jasper especially loved the stories of Memphis that she shared. He wished that they could do this forever. Although, Marrisa was only staying for two weeks.

They made the most of it. Every day for one week and six days, they spent it together. They had fallen for each other, but neither would admit it to the other.

Until the day she was leaving.

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Marrisa awaited the train that would take her back to Memphis. She glanced toward the clock, sighing. Fifteen minutes. She had said a teary goodbye to Jasper. She brushed her fingers against her lips, where Jasper had stolen a kiss.

She was going to miss him terribly. She had never been so in love before, her heart ached. But she scolded herself, she shouldn't have gotten attached...