Behind His Emerald Eyes (h.s.)

Behind His Emerald Eyes (h.s.)

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When I gazed up into his eyes, I fell in love with him more and more every time. "Your eyes" I said as I dreamingly gazed into his eyes. He looked down at me with a face full of confusion, "What about them, love?" "It's like they've put me under a spell." "Spell? Spell of what?" "Spell of love." This story is about a twenty two year old woman named, Jordan. Jordan meets an adorable little girl that just moved in next door and once she meets the father, she seems to be head over heels for him. But is he ready for commitment? Will their love for each other last? Would their family be okay with dating out of their race? MATURE 16+ ALL RIGHT RESERVED. 2017.
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You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited

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