Happy Wife

Happy Wife

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"Marriage is a perfectly imperfect union" - says all the quirky love hungry snobs, who are too busy squawking about their "perfect lives" on social media. All the while their children are running at each other with knives. Everyone uplifts this white picket fence dream life. The gorgeous husband. The Children. This big house. All of it So why is this perfect life, so fucking suffocating to me? ****************** Leah has moved to the suburbs with her new family. Her husband, James, is the CEO at a Tech Engineering company. He has promised her a good life at GreenRidge Valley. And he delivered. Giving her two kids. A big white house. And all the freedom in the world without any expectations. So why isn't she happy? Why is she lashing out? Why is she becoming impulsive? Why is there a body in her backyard? Disclaimer!: Mature content. Swearing. Gore. Smoking. Read at your own risk
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Best Life

After her life reaches new lows, Katie moves on to try and make a new start. Her grief follows her and her unbridled anger threatens to take an even tighter grip on her life. Until she meets Adam. Can he show her a better way to handle her grief? Can she learn to trust him? Will his mesmerising smile be enough? Will she discover what having the best life really means? ________________________________________ I have issues. Lots of them. But I'm mostly angry. I'm too much for most people. Just the way I fucking like it. It's much better for everyone to just stay the hell away from me. My safe happy angry life. So why does the universe insist that we keep crossing paths? And why does he insist on fucking smiling at me every single time? ________________________________________ I have to admit, when I first laid eyes on her at the bar, I could barely breath. She was stunningly beautiful without even trying and although she left without saying a word, the way she looked at me with those pretty eyes had me hooked and wanting to be able to see her again. I wondered about the who, what and why she felt like she needed to run like that. Her obvious defence tactic is that angry scowl she wears like armour, protecting herself from any harm and dissuading anyone from attempting to get too close. I plan on getting as close to her as fucking possible, if she'll just stop running.

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