Heather

Heather

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This story is inspired from Conan Gray's song 'Heather'. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. No responsibility disclaimers limit your liability for damages. Views expressed disclaimers allow you to distance yourself from others' opinions. Investment disclaimers state that you take no responsibility for how others act on your advice. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME.
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"Are you happy?" The question comes out of nowhere and throws me off guard... Because 3 months ago, before he attended that party, I would have said yes I'm happy... But right now, I'm not sure. "What do you mean?" "It's a simple question June... Are you happy?" "Y-yes." "Let me rephrase... Are you happily married?" "Why are you asking me all these questions?... I've given you the answers you needed, I don't..." "Shut the fuck up June!... It's a bloody simple question... Are. You. Happy?" he snaps. He's really mad right now and that makes me squirm in my seat. "Are you?" My voice comes out barely above a whisper, but enough for him to hear what I said... He stands and begins pacing, running his hands through his hair frustratedly and messing it up, his jaw locked, and he just continues to pace and that makes me uncomfortable... I stand, and he stops pacing and just stares at me, I try to look as confident as I can, but inside I'm nervous as hell and dying to know what he's thinking. "I'm not..." This is a not so classic love story, filled with clichΓ©s, twists and turns, some cliffhangers, mature scenes... Yada Yada Yada... Come on! Add to library Read Vote Comment your thoughts I'm waiting for you, on the other side of this description... You know the fun part, found in each chapter.... Come on! P. S: if you're into mature scenes, this book is for you [67,518 words.] Secrets, Lies and broken hearts Copyright Β© 2020 by kumisawriter All rights reserved. No part of this publication can be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without permission in writing from the author, except for reviewers who may quote part of this book for review purposes. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the authors imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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