My Bastard Husband
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Last published Fri, Nov 15, 2019
He is my one great love.
I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my Life's absolute dream.
But he hates me.
He has hated me since the day he first saw me and knowing that I'm his fiancee, and he makes sure that breaking my heart will be his greatest achievement.
In spite of all the drama the pain and the heart break he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him and become his wife, this Cold, aloof, and heartless man.
Yes, he is my one great love.
But he is my one great challenge as well.
Will be able to create a heart in my heartless, bastard Husband?
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Meeting him again wasn't the plan. Breaking apart wasn't the plan. Being consumed by my sadness and pain wasn't the plan and yet, I went with it. But now, I couldn't take it. I changed, for the better or the worse is up to you to decide, but I knew I changed. So I wasn't going to beg to his feet. I wasn't going to follow after him like some sick little puppy. No, if he wanted me to do that, then he could go and shove his problems down a juice box and suck them. " Come on, let's fall in love all over again." " So you can break my heart all over again?" ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~- Beautiful things were hard to come by. Hard to find, hard to see and hard to savour. That's why I cherish beautiful things, because soon, like many things, they fade away. *Click* another picture for another rainy day. *Click* another picture to treasure on a sentimental moment. *Click* another picture to show her. Many teased me for being a guy who liked beautiful things, but she didn't. She didn't judge like those adults at my parents' social parties. She had captured me with a simple click of a camera and a smile my way. " I swear, you love that camera more than me." " Never." ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~- AUTHOR'S NOTE- So if any of you haven't noticed, I've decided to make this a short stories about small romances. The sad, the wonderful, the odd, the great. Everything I can really think about would be in here. I'm also going to continue this up to 100 chapters, which is a small goal of mine I guess. So let's see how many chapters we can get to ☺️.
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