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Portrait of a soul

Portrait of a soul

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Historical
Regency
Romance
1806. Ross Kiem, Australian Officer on a ship, arrives in Reunion Island, in the Indian Ocean. The ship Captain decides to take a local woman to bring in Australia as example of civilized indigenous. The girl is named Swelia and she becomes protégé of the Nobleman Sir Harris. Ross teaches her the customs, but is not easy for her to be accepted in Society. DO NOT COPY, DISCLOSE OR SHARE ANY PART OF THE STORY. THE STORY COMES FROM THE AUTOR'S MIND, ANY RESEMBLANCE WITH REAL FACTS OR OTHER FICTIONAL STORIES IS TOTALY CASUAL.
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I was in love with a man I knew nothing about. Until I was wedded to the one I was destined for. I thought it would be easy to forget him and move on with my life. I was ready to give it a chance. He had broken my heart, after all. But things don't always go the way you want, do they? Everything changed when I stepped into this marriage and realized it needed me more than I needed it. I had a huge family. A whole line of brothers-in-law and a grumpy sister-in-law, who was also once my best friend. I did as I was told. I didn't even give it a thought, how drastically my life was about to change because of this decision. Love doesn't always bloom roses in your garden. Sometimes, it leaves behind dead trees that never bloom, no matter how many springs come and go. I was that tree. My husband was everything a woman could ask for. I don't know if he hated me or not... but I was certain I couldn't give him the true love he deserved. Every time I think of it, I realize I am just a withered Princess. No matter how many roses my husband blooms for me, I will always be crushed beneath the weight of my past and mistakes. As always, I found myself standing by the window, feeling the cold air kiss my cheeks while my husband slept on the bed behind me. I rubbed my arms to warm myself. The moon was pretty.

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