Solitude

Vincent James Edwards stood in front of the wooden preach podium with clutched hands behind his back.

Never in his life for the twenty years he had been on this earth, would he have expected this devious fate to cross his path.
Arranged marriage? Forced inheritance?

It angered him up to the point to complete bitterness.

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Margaret stiffened next to her father, her fate would soon be sealed.
They entered, she acknowledged every passing face but when she saw him, she suddenly felt like she would faint any minute.

Margaret couldn't hear anything else but her own heartbeat.
Those eyes, such a deep frightening blue, took her breath away.

Yet she had fallen in love before any of these thoughts could have risen on the surface.

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A Short Story from the 19th century.
A story about two young adults whose fates are not their own to write.