WARNING: This is a very old story, written over a long period of time so it isn't the best and it has discrepancies but I wanted to keep it up as it shows my writing development. Thank you.
Who would ever have guessed that the sister of Isabella Sw...
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Chapter 76 - Castle life
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Attarah stood in front of a mirror in one of Marcus' many bedrooms. She was satisfied with her reflection and the outfit she wore, almost certain that Marcus had not chosen to pack it alone. As much as she adored him, she didn't exactly see him as much of a fashion inclined man.
She currently wore slightly baggy blue jeans that were rolled up at the bottom, white shoes and an off the shoulder red long sleeved top with a spiraling flower vine pattern. Her hair was down and a new watch was around her wrist to replace the one that had broken from water damage the previous day.
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Finally, she picked up her clothes from the previous day and walked down the stairs. Marcus beamed at her as she reached the bottom, taking her old clothes and placing them in the suitcase neatly before zipping it up.
"Ready to go home love?" he asked as he stood and she seemed sad.
"No, I wish we could just stay here forever" she frowned and he chuckled before kissing her forehead.
"I'm afraid my brothers would miss you far too much. They're already becoming stir crazy within you near." he lifted the suit case and wrapped an arm around her as they made their way out of the house, locking the door on the place that they had made their first beautiful memories.
