Our Unconditional Stars

Our Unconditional Stars

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WpMetadataReadConcluida jue, oct 1, 201515m
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Romance
It is a mini romance story; since this is my own retelling of stars crossed lovers in a different location and time period. In Victorian London, two families despise each other. The Smith and the Holmes have been like this for many generations. However one day, Clara Victoria Smith (a aspiring artist and writer) and Peter C Holmes (A rising inventor) catch a glimpse of each other when out walking with their families; stuck listening to another dispute. They instantly synthesise with the other and laugh before walking off. A romantic spark is lit! Not long after, they begin meeting each other almost every day; in secret without telling their parents. This goes on for months as they start to fall into a blossoming and loving relationship. Soon, their parents begin to notice and have a suspicion about what has been going on..... Short story of true love, parental approval and having your dreams and life choices accepted.
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"Lost Friends To Lovers" Dad told me real love happens once and when it does, never hide your feelings. Too bad, he told me late. I held them and lost her. Until I found her again. Blue-eyed, brown hair. That dimple on the right cheek, it hasn't changed much. Well, she hasn't changed much either. I can feel her body exuding the same warmth as the old times, her innocence still shining bright like it used to. This little surprise is racing my heart even when she is far from me...wait? Far? With her eyes busy finding something in her handbag, she is coming toward me. Me. Is my back erecting? What is she doing here? In a school? Is she my son's teacher? I find myself curious now. But then, she takes a seat beside me and smiles at the teacher. I can not help but wonder. Is she a parent too? Short Story

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