That night, after I tucked in Britain, Ireland and I sat on the couch together.
"So what was this 'long story' that you told me about earlier?" Ireland asked.
"Oh, yeah, well..." I told her the whole story. She laughed at some parts and was silent for others, but she listened. You know you love her. I thought. It was a secret no one had ever heard. Ever. Especially when I was married to England. I had left my ring on the counter at home. I had deleted England's number from my phone. I wouldn't be needing it anymore. Just sitting and chatting a few feet apart had soon turned into watching TV with my arm around her shoulder and us snuggled up against each other. Before long, she fell asleep. I did too.
I'm sorry this chapter is so short... I got a little lazy. Don't mind me if the chapters keep getting shorter and shorter and shorter, as I'm not a professional writer just yet. 🙂
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Flowers In The Boat (A Countryhumans Novel)
RomanceAfter a fierce battle with England, Scotland is on the lookout for another love of his life. Ireland (Ireland is a girl in this story, PS.) has had a secret love for Scottie for a very long time. Romance come with a surprising jolt sometimes; after...
