The Year We Fell in Love

The Year We Fell in Love

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The crisp New York, Fall air caressed my face as I sat on a bench in Central Park as I watched my little boy play in a pile of leaves. My son is my whole world. He is that first ray of morning light that warms your face up as it peeks through your curtains. He is what reminded that life is worth living. I live my life for him. He wasn't conceived out of love, or even consent, but he was been nothing but a pure joy his entire four years of life. Kayden is why I was put on Earth. Kayden is the reason why I am still here. It has only been Kayden and I, Kenna, since the day he was born, and I don't want it any other way. If you asked me ten years ago what I thought my career was going to be, I would have told you that I was going to be a musician that toured the whole world. Never would I think I would move to New York to take over my late father's law firm. Law school was never the path I wanted to take, but when my pops got sick, I did anything he wanted me to. Keeping his business afloat after his passing took up all my time and energy that I never sought out love. This is the year. This is the year that I, Luke King, will find my forever.
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My parents love me. I love them. Sure. But there are so many restrictions. I have the life most people want. But everything cuts off when the rules come in. I complain about this a lot. And one day, I take matters into my own hands. I leave home and head for New York. Breaking the rules. On my own. No adults. Just me. (not edited. Thanks for reading:)

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