AN- This is my first fanfic. I thought I would try my hand at writing.
I glance up at the television as his face flashes across the screen. Once upon a time, I would've been right beside him. Those days are gone though.
"President Cullen, are you planning to run for a second term?" A reporter asks, shoving a microphone in his face.
Edward's face is the epitome of cool, calm, and collected. His smile does not reach his eyes, but I suppose neither does mine. He gives nothing away as his lips quirk up into a tiny smirk. "Now Ron, I can't reveal anything just yet. You will have to wait along with everyone else."
It is unlikely he won't run as he has some of the highest ratings of any president at the end of his first term. Then again, it is hard not to put your faith in him. I voted for him and he was on his way to becoming my ex husband. If there was anyone I knew who was destined for the job, it was him. I should've been there, but things change.
I redirect my eyes to the open document on my laptop. My book is almost completed, and my publisher is absolutely giddy. The story is my own. It began with a kiss. It ended with a death. And then he became the most powerful man in the world. It practically writes itself, but I lived it once upon a time ago.
Because before he was the president and I was a successful author, I was a girl and he was a boy. Then our lives were just dreams.
AN- I would love to hear your thoughts.