Chapter 1
290 Words
Gabriel
And that was when I saw her.
At the wedding of my friend Leon Allard. Except she wasn’t a guest. She wasn’t a friend or a marriage eager young lady.
She was the young woman marrying my friend.
She had chocolate brown hair that fell to her shoulders and emerald green eyes. She was petite but I could see the fire and the fight in her eyes. Leon looked at her as if she were nothing. But the way she looked in her white wedding gown, with red roses in her hands and her cheeks and lips flushed pink, I swore heaven was on earth.
Leon looked tired and bored. The young lady next to him looked defeated and angry. Anyone paying attention knew that neither of them were fond of each other. I had heard Leon talk endlessly about finding a young wife to marry him so that he could inherit the money his parents had left him. And he had a wrote to me and other friends that during his time in Spain, he had found the perfect wife. All he had to do was pay the mother enough money to pay off her debts and the young girl would be his. I had hoped that with time my friend would fall in love and find happiness with the young girl he was to marry.
But now, seeing her in front of me, beautiful, innocent and full of spirit, I prayed that neither of them would fall in love. I knew God would punish me, and that I was committing a great sin by desiring my friend’s wife, but I couldn’t help myself.
I was doomed to love her in secret for the rest of my life.
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