The Pocket-Watch Confession
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Ongoing, First published Nov 09, 2014
'And for a split second I felt as though this was where I belonged, that we belonged together no matter where together was.
He turned his head so that my palm met with his lips. It was then that he kissed my hand, "I will never leave you," he whispered and he kissed it again.'

         - True love is not black and white. It is filled with emotions of all colours, some confusing and others simply beautiful. When Miss Helene Duke falls in love, she finds herself questioning everything she has ever known. What if she chose not to marry a rich gentleman? What if she wanted to marry her forbidden love?
In a time when the rules of society are an ever-present burden and the constant pressure from family weighs heavily on a rich, beautiful lady, can there ever be hope for such an undesirable match? Despite every obstacle they face, will they ever be free to declare their love?

In her final days, Helene shares with us all a romantic confession...

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