Forbidden (CHAPTERS 2-3 UNDEREDITING) (On Hold)

Forbidden (CHAPTERS 2-3 UNDEREDITING) (On Hold)

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How can something so wrong... feel so right? I know what I feel isn't normal and acceptable. Mum would kill me, then I would join dad. But this feeling is exciting, challenging and way too much for me to handle by myself. Yet I don't care if I can't have him, because he can have me. I'm willing to risk everything for this man. ----------- What happens when she falls in love with someone, who is forbidden? What happens when he falls in love with someone, who is forbidden? Young and beautiful sixteen year old Hazel Harris moves from Durham to London, England. Ready for the new chapter in her life after her fathers tragic death. Ready to start life in a new school, make new friends, and ready to face something she isn't ready to face. Love. She meets him on her first day in London, and he meets her. But twenty two year old, Carter Winston is forbidden, and Hazel is even more forbidden.
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I don't know what to feel towards him. My brain -my heart- gives me mixed feelings about him: every time our eyes lock, I feel warm inside. Every time we talk, I feel myself drown into feelings; nervousness, shyness. I'm not sure. And every time he casually walk into my mind, my stomach squeezes lightly with butterflies which I cannot justify. Yet, he makes me cry myself to sleep, he makes me overthink myself to sleep. Not that he said or did anything, it's the confusion that makes me ache. Sometimes even the butterflies and sparks hurt me, the thought of him tightens my chest with ache, as confusion crawls my skin. We're friends, but he shows mixed signals that confuses me. That's just one side of the story. The other side is suffering too, he's been in love with Evelyn ever since he laid eyes on her, but she just saw Zachary as a friend. And it gnaws at him that she never notices his eyes. But not fate, neither destiny will bring them together. Coincidence does...

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