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Only Exception (UNDER REVISION)
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Complete, First published May 30, 2022
Mature
Does love really exist? 

To the family who always has an unsuccessful marriage? To the family for whom marriage is just a duty? A duty you need to fulfill when you find a person you think is suitable for you? A marriage that isn't made of love, but is based on duty?

Maria Jessi has a terrible past, marked by mistakes. She didn't have a great childhood or a proper family. She has a perfectionist grandmother and a grandfather who sees her as an ungrateful child. Her mother wasn't on her side as she grew up, and her father abandoned her. Her family is perfect in everyone's eyes.

Then here comes Elijah, the best friend of her uncle. It was love at first sight. He's a man who loves not only her perfections but also her flaws. He's a man with a twisting past, a man everyone dreams of.

Will they end up together despite of their past?

Will he still love her even if it costs his life?

Can he be her Only Exception?
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They say love is a choice. But what if the choice you made had nothing to do with love? We didn't marry because we were in love. We married because we both needed something- And each other was just... convenient. He needed a wife. I needed the money. So we signed the papers, wore the masks, and promised we wouldn't fall. But nothing about him is simple. He was the boy I loathed the most when I was twelve. Five years older, always out of reach, always one step ahead. Now, we're under the same roof, bound by the same lie. And yet, he still feels miles away. He's cold. Detached. Always in control. And I hate how effortlessly he gets under my skin. Me? I keep my thoughts sharp and my walls higher. I never let anyone see me falter. And I'm always mindful of the image I project-especially when no one's watching. And now, I'm slowly forgetting the rules we set when we said, "I do." This wasn't supposed to mean anything. But now, we're halfway into something neither of us knows how to name. And the thing about secrets? They always ask for more.