I've dreamed of the perfect marriage ever since I was a little girl: a marriage complete with a hardworking husband while I tended to the home and our children, preferably four little rugrats to call my own. I dreamed of a life filled with laughter, joy, and success, a life we built together. I dreamed of growing old next to my husband, creating a great love story to tell our grandchildren someday.
It all seemed so possible. I was raised to be the perfect wife, after all.
From the outside, it seemed I had exactly what I dreamed of with the rich, determined husband; the brilliant, gaudy diamond ring; and the beautiful home filled with the hope of future children.
Yes, it was all a dream come true. I should have felt grateful, really.
The problem is, I also wanted a marriage based on love, passion, and affection, but those are the only things my husband cannot give me . . .
. . . because they're reserved for her.
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"No," I almost laughed out of frustration looking back at him, "you really dont."
"****, your kind, funny, family-oriented, and not to mention beautiful as hell." He smiled which caused me to blush uncontrollably. He grabbed me in a hug which I didn't want to respond to but did. Eventually I had to let go.
"I can't do this with you *****, I'm not the type of girl you want to be with," I said trying to get out of his grasp but couldn't. He holds me too tight for me to escape.
"**** you are the exact girl I wanna be with." He said looking at my lips. I tried to back up but he instead pulled me closer with his arms that were already behind my back as my hands stay stationary in front of his chest giving me distance and support.
"*****, let me go." I whisper trying to gather my thoughts that were all over the place.
"Never" he responded bringing his lips in quickly and kissing me.
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Don't wanna ruin the surprise so the names are replaced with '****'
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Love, loss, power, failure. All parts of a strong willed family that needs to stay together no matter what.
To pass the torch down to the next generations was a jump but when you trust and care it will get easier. Oh especially with 8 kids and couple grandkids.
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Still being edited and fixed!