Oh, My Darling - Rupert Campbell Black

Oh, My Darling - Rupert Campbell Black

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This is a slow, painful, very inconvenient love story about noticing someone you absolutely should not notice. Taggie is the girl everyone forgets to look at twice. She hosts her parents' endless parties, smooths things over, keeps the house running, and tries not to take up too much space while doing it. She's kind, practical, dyslexic, and quietly exhausted. All she really wants is a peaceful life, some animals, and to be loved without having to earn it. Rupert is... Rupert. Rich, charming, reckless by reputation, and far too used to getting whatever he wants. Except this time, the thing he wants is off-limits, younger than him, and very much not something he can talk himself into taking lightly. So instead of doing what he usually does, he stays. He watches. He notices. He makes excuses to be in the same room. Nothing happens for a long time. That's the problem. And now something is happening. And that, too, is the problem. - Written in 3rd person, dual perspectives. - [Entirely Fiction. Based off of Rivals by Jilly Cooper and adaptation of it on Disney+. Everything written in this fanfiction is entirely the idea of tsanwritesurl.]
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