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I walked back to my room to see her lifeless body with the mask that was helping her breath over her nose. What I saw in her journal and Levi’s words hit me so hard. I wanted to get close to her but I was scared she would wake up and see me. 
I didn’t deserve to be close to her after all I’ve done yet I couldn’t stay away from her. 
I went to the bed and feel on my knees, the tears in my eyes had made my vision blur so I blinked to let them flow freely. 
“I’m sorry Elisa,” I mumbled, my eyes on her burnt hand….the same hand I burnt. Looking at it brought all the memories back and I fucking hated myself. I hated myself for everything I had put her through and I just wanted to put a gun to my head and pull the trigger.
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Marrying your seventh grade crush and first love was a dream come true for Elisa Davis. She had been in love with Nikolai Smith since she bumped into him in seventh grade. Who wouldn’t fall in love with him? Nikolai had the looks, popularity and money. 
So when she found out that her father had sold her off to pay the debt he was owing Nikolai’s father, instead of being mad, she was rather ecstatic because her dreams have finally comes true. But Nikolai feels the same way she feels? Will he ever feel the same way he feels? Will he ever reciprocate his feelings? 
Why are there too many secrets? Can the couple handle what life throws their way?

In HOLY Matrimony

<p>The weekend had flown by in a blur of family time and shared moments. It was still dark since it was almost five in the morning, I found myself waking up early, eager to start the day. With a sense of purpose, I quietly slipped out of bed and made my way to the kitchen leaving Nikolai to enjoy a few more moments of peaceful slumber which was rare since he was normally awake before.</p>

<p>The aroma of sizzling bacon and freshly brewed coffee soon filled the air, a comforting and familiar scent that seemed to announce the beginning of another day. I prepared a hearty breakfast, mindful of the preferences of my two little ones, Leandro and Tessa. Their lunches for school were neatly packed, and their school bags sat ready by the door.</p>

IHM-XXVII