Drew's parents were the ones to come forth with the marriage proposal. It was more like a business merger contract, but it wasn't too bad. I had heard about Drew, and he knew about me. I didn't mind being held by him, and I suppose I could imagine a...
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This story was born out of mulling over the #WattPride contest. And then, when I wasn't even thinking about it, this idea gets hold of my mind, and this is how it takes shape.
Also, this is my first attempt in writing a short story.
And please refrain from copying my work. I hate writing about this before beginning my story, instead of just jumping into it, but there are people who do it.
Respect my work, and I'll love you.
And remember to vote for the chapters that you find to be even close to your liking, will you? You might just make my day.
I hope you love everything written herein.
Love,
Orlena
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