no one can know about my secret .
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finn and millie are both children of fathers who are gunmen .. finn is forced to get married in 5 weeks . secretly millie is too .. will they have a romance or keep there dark family history a s...
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millies pov
"cause the players gonna play play play play play" i sing making egg whites for my healthy breakfast.
i put them on a plate and make some apple cinnamon oatmeal to go with it. (ITS FREAKIN BOMB)
i sit at the barstools and put my plate and cup of almond milk on the island.
i pull my sweat filled hair into a pony tail just coming back from my morning run.
i check my socials and eat at once when i hear slow footsteps coming into the kitchen.
i whip my head around to see my mother with a big bright smile on her face.
i roll my eyes not wanting to hear her 'exciting news' of the day.
"what is it mother?" i ask sarcastically.
"well the big day is a hop and skip away so you know what that meaannss!" she exclaims clapping her hands.
"um i actually don't would you mind explaining?" i ask putting my now empty dishes in the sink.
"we have to get you a dress of course! it's not like you are going to walk down the isle in sweatpants" she says chuckling.
"that would be far more comfortable" i say wanting to let out a groan not feeling like going shopping today.
"don't be silly millie! now get upstairs and get dressed into something presentable" she says pushing me out of the room.
i roll my eyes for the hundredth time this morning and close my door behind me locking it as well.
i strip off my athletic nike shorts and pink tank top and throw it in the hamper.
i hop in the shower cleaning my body and washing my hair.
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i wrap the white fluffy towel around my damp body and brush my teeth and do my list of daily hygiene.
i walk to my closet and pick out a bra with matching underwear. then i grab high waisted black jeans, a white tank and zip up a windbreaker and tie up my black high top vans.
i apply a light amount of makeup and flat iron my hair. i grab my phone and my purse and head out the door and down the steps.
"ready to go?" my mom asks standing at the big glass doors.
"ready as i'll ever be" i mumble with a miserable tone.
she scoffs and rolls her eyes and unlocks her black bentley.
i sit in the passenger seat and instantly grab my phone ready to text finn that i won't be home for a couple hours.
he replies with a simple 'ok'. i assume he was asleep and typed that in not exactly sure who he was texting.
