I Love you MORE THAN HIM!! Gust X Reader X Mint
- LETTURE 185
- Voti 1
- Parti 2
Moving to Portia at first was scary, inheriting my father's old workshop witch was definitely a fixer-upper if i had ever seen one, but luckily I made friends and my father's friends had my back lucky. i got used to the heavy loads of work buying more land-owning my own small farm, but most of all was falling in love with the acrtep of Portia the mary's son. Gust.
he wore a suit and was kind of an uptight ass whole, but he had a soft side and knew when to stop being an ass sometimes. I thought we would live happily together, we were both so happy! that was until the divorce.
my whole world crashed behind my eyes, just like that but one thing saved me and that was the new boy in town he helped me from the dark and I need up finding happiness again. Wanting to change I re befriend gust so we can all get along again...
what i wasn't planing was catching a feeling for two boys!
My cocky, romantic Ex-Husband...
My sweet, caring best friend...
who will win Y/n heart?!
read to find out!
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