The new improved Our Quiet, Silent Love. Sorry again guys for deleting it but hope you enjoy this one better. :)
Her hair was honey blonde and when the sun caught it sparkled. It cascaded down in long waves past her shoulders and down to just under her bust. She had curves, beautiful ones. Her bust was biggish and her waist was small. Her skin was slightly sun-kissed and absolutely flawless. Her light makeup made her features stand out. The rosy shade of lip gloss plumped her lips making them irresistible. Her eyes were a gorgeous mixture of blues with a hint of green. They were hypnotic and people could get trapped in their gaze. The small flick of eyeliner just emphasized their shape, and her lashes made them look bigger. Overall, he could say her beauty was perfect, effortless. Her beauty was natural, like a gift from the gods.
He felt he couldn't match up to her. He looked at himself in the mirror. Just one last check. He brushed his hand through his short mousy brown hair making it fall into place. His jawline etched into his tanned skin. He wore a dark grey suit that his muscles itched under. He was nervous, he could see it in his deep blue eyes. He wondered if he she would like him, like he liked her. He had always admired her from afar, after all they had grown up in the same neighbourhood. He did also work near where she had gone to school, but he wanted more. He was delighted when his father told him she was the girl his father had choose for the arranged marriage, but he felt uneasy that they were to be married. He wondered if knew that.
The doorbell rang. That would be her. She had come to live with him for what would now be for the rest of her life. He thought this situation is normal. After all that is what upper class people do. He had agreed that he was twenty one and not getting any younger. His career was booming in the bonds industry so why not settle down and get a wife. However, the one thing that bothered him the most about this situation was the fact she was only eighteen, fresh out of school. She had her whole life ahead of her, and she had to spend it with him. What if he wasn't good enough for her? What if she hated him? He wouldn't let her waste her life like that. He would never ask for someone to give up their life; it was unfair and he knew the pain it caused.