To Love You Forever

Hey guys, it's chapter two! Yay! This chapter is an introduction to the main setting of our story and how Edward meets Sophia. Years, dates, and other facts changed to fit our story.

This chapter was written by TL and edited by CD

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The year was 1916, and I was fifteen years of age, near manhood. I lived with my mother, a housewife, and my father, a lawyer. We resided in Chicago, IL in a rather large house in the center of the town. My father was currently working on a case with the Beckfourth family. My father and I often spent many hours of the day discussing legal matters with them; well, he did.

The Beckfourth family was not as well off as us, but I enjoyed their company very much, especially that of their oldest daughter's, Sophia. She had gorgeous blue eyes and strawberry blonde hair that glinted in the light. Many of the men in this town wanted and tried to claim her as their own. She simply ignored them.

Well, as you can probably guess, the more time I spent with Sophia, the more I fell in love with her. We didn't always get along well. Before, when I first met her, she hated me. My guess is that she doesn't like men or boys very much because of the nasty things they often said to her. I would never say anything like that to a woman, but Sophia didn't know that. Yet.

We eventually became extremely close friends, and spent much of our free time together. Most of it on her farm.

"Edward, what shall we do today?" she laughed with her slight southern accent.

"Well, I thought we could go for a stroll through the woods and then we could have a picnic," I said grinning down at her, holding up a basket and a quilt.

She grinned back up at me and took my arm as we made our way down to the woods. I guided her through the forest path and into a meadow speckled with wildflowers. She gasped and ran forward and collapsing into the flowers.

"Now that's not very ladylike, Soph. You could scare away a possible husband."

"Ed, since when have I cared about finding a husband?" Sophia didn't really like being called "Soph". So she called me Ed, and many other rude names, at times.

"Anyway, come on! Lets eat; I'm starved," she said leaning to grab a piece of bread.

We both went for the same piece and our hands met. We looked up, keeping our hands on the bread; she was blushing and I assume I was, too. She started to lean towards me, I found myself doing the same.

There we were, centimeters apart when a voice rang through the forest.

"Edward! Sophia!" Ugh, it was my father.

We hastily packed everything up, careful not to make eye contact. Sophia and I made our way through the forest in awkward silence. When we broke through the last bit of woods, we nodded at each other and made our way to our fathers.

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--CD & TL