So This story won't be long either. Since it's just a letter,not a story, really. There will be flashbacks she talks about in the letter, but the letter isn't really focused on what went on with them ,but her side of the story, of why things are like this. You'll see what the letter is really about! :D
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I moved in with you the day after they found out about us. I packed everything that was mine, in big boxes. You loaded them into your Ford truck, and by 11 that night, we were officially living together. We cuddled up that night, and I felt safe in your arms Christian.
But it all started falling apart.
And I know you're wondering why I wrote you this, instead of telling you. The truth is, I don't have the guts to face you, and tell you the truth. So I wrote you a letter.
Explaining to you why things are the way they are as of today. But I'm also telling you why I love you. Why I fell for you to begin with. Telling you my side of the story. Hoping you can understand.
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Where do we go from here?
What do you want me to say?
I loved you despite everything. The fights, the abusive sex, how you lost control one too many times, just cause of what? Nothing.
It took our families a while to accept us. But two months later, our relationship was accepted. It made me happy. It made you happy. But there was still something there. Avery was happy for me, she kept asking questions about us.
I answered all of them.
The truth is, we went really fast in our relationship. They said too fast. But for me? I was in bliss by your side. I loved the way you looked at me, like I was the only girl for you. Like your heart was beating because of me.
My heart was beating because of you.
You were my everything.
And 8 months after being together, after having the most perfect relationship ever, you proposed.
You told me we would go on a yacht and explore the waters. You said that for one night, the ocean would be mine. That the world would be mine.
I wore a dress matching your eyes. It was floor length and one shoulder. I wore my hair like you like it. Down and curled. With lip gloss, mascara, and eyeliner. Nothing more.
Your mouth dropped opened when you saw me. I could see the hunger and happiness in you eyes. We were at the yacht. It was big and luxurious. We ate dinner, which was lasagna.
We went to the deck after eating a few doughnuts. I leaned over the rail, I didn't notice it was slippery, and almost fell over. I felt my heart lurch over in my chest.
But you were there. I saw it in your eyes, you feared losing me. That was the last thing you wanted, to lose me; but isn't that what happened? No.
You hugged me, pulling me closer to your chest, running a hand over my hair, as I got over the shock. My heart calmed down, and so did your heart. I could feel it, pounding.
It was then that you got on one knee, and you looked up, with your blue eyes dancing with happiness. "Marry me?" you asked, with your voice full of emotion.
I could only nod as you slipped in the finger, then you spun me around. Setting me down back on Earth, kissing me, with everything you had in you.
We got married four months later.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
I laugh when I remember, because I was nervous. I kept imagining everything that could go wrong. Avery and Lissa were highly annoyed by me. So, they left, going to their rightful places as my maid of honors. They met Lissa's sisters, Mia, and Jill there. I kept looking out the door, making sure you were there.
My dad came in. You could tell he wasn't really happy with my decision, but I was his daughter, and I loved you.
"Just be happy," he said, linking my arm with him.
"If I trip..." I trailed off.
"I'll be there to catch you," he answered. The music started and I started walking down the isle. A few times I stepped on the dress, but no one seemed to notice.
It was white, long, with a 5 feet tail. It was a strapless dress, with pearls on the whole dress, decorating it. But you saw it.
The whole time the priest was talking my eyes were on you, and I imagined our lives together.
What were you thinking about?
How to keep Lissa a secret?
Nonetheless, I love you.
Christian Ozera, I love you, despite all the pain, my love grew for you, you nourished it, and it grew.
You stole my heart.
