LOGIN"Wanna give one a go?" I suggest to her with a small grin."Might be a bit premature, don't think Max is the marriage type quiet yet" She responds with a quiet giggle, then catches herself as we all stop and gape at her. She hasn't mentioned Max in that context in a very long time. Behind Poppy, Fra
"It's stunning sweetheart, absolutely stunning" My mum comments excitedly as I allow my hands to rest at my sides, my reflection making my heart race quickly. I'm wearing a wedding dress. Maybe not the wedding dress, but a wedding dress none the less. It all seems insane to think that I had spent th
Fran, Bianca and now Sarah are at the racks, perhaps browsing for me or for Fran, who recently moved to London and is flat hunting with her boyfriend Zayn."They have wedding dresses at charity shops? I can't tell if that's bleak or romantic" Poppy comments quietly to me as I sit down beside her."
"You are referred to as exactly what you are, a man, while I am referred to as my relationship to you, a wife. Like the only identifiable thing about me is that now I am your wife but you still get to be a man in your own right" I explain. It's something that's always irked me while watching TV show
"You forget we had sex in a bookstore?" Rhode leans in close and murmurs to me, heat rising on my cheeks instantly. One of my wilder moments I would say."Did not forget that, but I'd rather not have to explain that story to, well anyone" I say with an embarrassed giggle. I definitely told at least
"Please, take it" He states in a soft tone that makes butterflies flit around my stomach. "When?" He adds with a little more urgency."How about, before the years end?" I suggest. It's early October now so going into the colder England months, it's not exactly going to be extraordinary weather but t
Now I feel much more comfortable, Rhode stands behind me and wraps his arms around my shoulders, holding my back close against his front. I place my hands on his forearms and hug myself into him as I smile again for the photo. I think I'll always be in awe of just how far our relationship has come,
I'm awoken the next morning to the feeling of a pillow bouncing off my head and landing on my shoulder. I squint my eyes open to see Amelia sitting up on the bed beside me, grinning sweetly down at me. "I have no Jetlag! I feel really good, you?" She asks with hope so evident in her eyes. I could l
"I know" Amelia shyly grins and leans her head on my shoulder. "And that's a relief honestly" She continues with a small sigh. I know she's not referring to my money, though hopefully I'm making some progress in getting her used to my type of wealth. Should I just show her my financial records? 'Bab
Amelia didn't have that same comfort, that safety net below her so that even if she falls she knows she'll be caught. It's why she appreciates everything so much more than I do, why she shows her appreciation and gratitude when people are kind to her. The world has been so unkind to her. "I'm sure







