Here’s a story…
I fell in love with my “first.” Sound about right?
Well, love isn’t an option this time.
There are two choices: say “I do,” or leave forever.
But in the end, will I still be his one and only?
The first time I met James Mason, my number was up. I couldn’t stop smiling. When he talked to me in the parking lot, I knew he’d be the one.
I should have ran when I had the chance.
He looked at me like I was the answer to all his problems. He couldn’t resist. Neither could I.
We fall into our own world, where he promises me all that I can dream of. When he holds me, I’m his everything.
My heart pounds. My body aches. Something inside of me changes. And at the end of all this, I get totally screwed.
He gives me an offer. A proposal for marriage, in exchange for some crap piece of land. I’m left floored. Breathless. Shattered.
When your heart is broken, you start to understand just how the world works. I said I’d never forgive him, but there’s a first time for everything.
Why shouldn’t I be his to have, to hold, and to touch forever?