Prologue
People always told me, growing up, that love was effortless. That it would come to you if you gave it the chance and wasn't looking for it. My grandma told me she knew a man once- she swore she loved him and he asked for her hand in marriage. She felt like she was living on cloud nine, and said yes. Two years later they were married and had a kid; my mom. Then a man came along, he was sweet to her and she hadn't felt like he made her feel … ever. And she knew then that what her and my grandpa had wasn't love, it was just fondness. She knew that she should have waited for true love to come along before jumping into something.
I didn't buy it, and I swore I wouldn't let some ancient story stop me from finding true love. Sought out or fought out, I would find my prince charming and we would live happily ever after.
Ever since I was a little girl I would dream about finding the One. Me and my three best friends, Meredith, Caroline and Elena, would sit in my room and cut out features from magazines that we wanted our perfect guy to look like. We vowed we would never settle, never compromise ourselves. We were pretty cocky.
I guess you could say I was beautiful; I had curly red hair, shiny brown eyes and ivory skin. Everyone thought my face would get me a good marriage- but it was so much more than that. It wasn't about a good, wealthy marriage for me. It was about that instant connection, the heart-quickening-way he'd look into my eyes, the way I'd just know.
No one told me it was going to be hard, no one thought to.
Lemons! ;)
Chapter Title:
Come Back When You Can by Barcelona