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When Autumn Falls

When Autumn Falls

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When Autumn Falls by D.N. Alberts Scarlette Carlyle Baines was once a passionate ballerina, reaching for her dreams ever since she was little. But little did she knows that pursuing her passion will turn her world upside down in the end, giving it up. Now her life became a hellhole full of boring stuff and things she never wanted because three words made everything she dreamed of vanished and replaced with the yearn to live a life without adventure. I can't before was I won't. What will make her pursue her dreams again, her once almost reached dream. What will come before her and give meaning to those three words that have scarred her for years. It's Alexander Ethan Lockwood, the one and only. The Heir of Lockwood Enterprise, but applying for a job in a smaller company? Such A Mismatch that everyone wasn't expecting from both of them.
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****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.

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