Mrsmahonehoran Stories

Cannons blast in front of me. I should run. This isn't the place for me. I belong with Louis. He's all that matters. Everyday, a letter from him is given to me. My heart begs me to open it. I can not. If I do, I may die of a broken heart, and not of a mine ball bullet. Maybe I am gay, maybe I'm not. My heart swells when I think of my dearest Lou, but it also knows that I am wrong to love him. Secretly, I know that there is no turning back. He is mine, and I am his.