Moving to London, finally. New people, new home, new life. You can forget all of your problems back in North America, with the help of someone special... _____________ Forewarning: I wrote this story many years ago, so I apologize for all the spelling mistakes, grammar issues and the overall overused plot...
"I didn't know what to feel, or how to feel. I was always born and raised that because of my blindness, I was considered useless. No one will love me, and no one should. But now? I cherished the moment of feeling loved; feeling like somebody else desired me, to stand by their side. I want to feel like I mean m...
I smiled sweetly. "I just wish I could relive the nineteen years I've wasted and smush them into six months before I get married," I murmured, pouting slightly. "Well, maybe I can help," he said suddenly. I looked up at him. "What?" I questioned, surprised. "For the next six months, Ellie, I'm going to teac...