Orphaned from age six, 16 year old Sara Parker met Christian Smith, sparks flew, twas love at first sight and a whirlwind romance. Sara was in euphoria finding happiness she never thought she would get. Not all things seemed rosy though, after an emotional blackmail that left Christian breaking up with her leaving her alone and pregnant, she vowed never to fall in love again, vowing and promising to take care of her children like a loving mother would. Fast forward ten years later, living in different worlds, living different lives, Christian is now a billionaire, she is still the poor girl he once new and through fate by chance seeing each other they meet again. Will Sara ever forgive him? Will Christian finally get to know the truth about what happened in the past? Can they fall in love again? Will their kids revive the bond they once had?....... Find out in this touching book of teenage romance, love friendship and loyalty.
View MoreSARA“I can’t believe you recorded everything Miranda said last night.” Ariel uttered in awe, and Sara just smiled ruefully.“I did record it. I brought out my phone when she was talking, and I put on the sound recorder. Everything she said is in here, and I hope to convince Christian with this proof today.” As she finished speaking, she saw Ariel’s facial expression change from awe and surprise to something indescribable, and her heart clenched.“Don’t you want me to go talk to him?” Sara asked softly, blinking back the tears that gathered at the pool of her eyes and beneath her lashes.These pregnancy hormones! Damn, but they made her want to cry every second, and she just couldn’t hold it back. Sniffing, she shrugged her shoulders and waited for Ariel to say something but her friend was keeping mute.“Ariel…” She drawled softly, her hands going to her cheeks, wiping incessantly.Instead of replying as expected, Ariel just took a step towards her, pulling her in for a hug as she wr
CHRISTIAN ‘The take-off would begin in roughly ten minutes. Passengers aboard are advised to fasten their seatbelts, and get prepared. Phones should be switched off too, for the time being.’The announcement from the train speakers blared loudly, and quickly doing as they were told, Christian proceeded to fasten his belts and that of his siblings before relaxing a bit.This was the first time Christian was boarding a train that required him to use a seatbelt, and it felt strange to say the least.However nothing was more strange to him, than not having Sara by his side today. Finally, he was leaving for Seattle and the shadowy feeling of sorrow and regret clouded over him as usual.Gripping the seats tightly, and staring ahead as the train let out a whistle, and heavy grilling sound before starting, Christian closed his eyes murmuring a brief prayer as the machine began to move.He opened his eyes briefly, shooting his mother who was by his side a brief glance and a warm smile, his
SARAStaring lazily at the ceiling up ahead, Sara blinked her eyes twice for the umpteenth time that night.She was trying to force herself to sleep but it wasn’t working at all. She had turned and tossed tirelessly on the bunk bed she shared with Ariel, and even after some complaints from her best friend, she just didn’t stop.She couldn’t stop rather, with her mind going haywire and streaks of dried tears still on her face.Letting out a soft sniffle and whimper, as if she wanted to begin crying again, Sara turned to the left side of the bed, her eyes wandering about as she looked around the dimly lit hostel room. It wasn’t so late at all, and she and Ariel were the only ones in the room, as they had eaten their dinner albeit hurriedly, and then come back to rest.Now though, the last thing Sara was doing was having a good rest, and she hated this feeling so much! She tried closing her eyes slowly again, making it droop and at the same time praying that this strategy of hers would
CHRISTIAN The moment Mrs Smith, had told Christian that his best friend was here to visit, he had known that things was going to go south.Basically their conversation would be centered on his departure news, and Sara too and based on the latter he knew the talk wasn’t going to be an easy one.Well, it was becoming more visible and clear now, and as he paced around his room, his hands going to his hair and ruffling the dark blonde strands every now and then, Christian could only try to reign in his anger.They had talked about his journey, and then diverting to the talk of Sara, Daniel had suddenly become over defensive and honestly Christian didn’t like it at all.He just didn’t like it, and no matter how he’d warned Daniel not to push too far, his friend wasn’t giving a damned fuck, as he was still angry. “So you’re just going to throw away every single thing you had with that poor pregnant girl, just because of some nude photos that were clearly staged?” Daniel spat out incredul
DINAH’S POV“Tessa, I don’t understand what’s going on anymore.” Dinah muttered, lighting up a cigar stick and passing the box to her friend, who willingly collected it.“Oh come up Dinah…” Tessa began puffing on her already lit up cigarette stick, “Why are you so worked up about this? Are you just going to give up after everything you’ve done? Everything we’ve been through together?”Dinah just rolled her eyes, her hands going to her forehead as she heaved out loud in frustration.“I don’t know what to think again Tessa. I mean after all I did, I still don’t have Christian in my grasp. I mean he told me prop and plain that he’s leaving this town.”“To where again?” Tessa asked, and letting out a hiss Dinah replied, “Seattle. Talks about him getting a new job there and even when we talked, he freaking brought talks about that bitch into the conversation. Despite the fact that they’ve broken up, apparently he still has feelings for her and it hurts me so much. I mean, why can’t he just
SARAHastily handing over the pregnancy test results to Christian, Sara placed a hand over there lips, trying to stop the sob that threatened to spill out from within.Seconds passed, minutes too, with the silence between then growing in folds, and she could only watch as he stared down at the papers, his hands visibly shaking furiously.She waited for him to say something, and at long last when nothing seemed to be forthcoming she broke the dreaded quietude.“Won’t you say something?” She began with a sniffle, but he said nothing.Shoulders dropping further, Sara continued, “I know the past few days have been hell for both of us. I mean, you seeing these… I don’t even know what to call it now and…”“You keep saying you don’t know what to call them Sara, but I’ll help you madame. They are nudes miss, fucking nudes. Pictures of another man fucking you. Pictures of a man, fucking what I called mine. Look at your facial expression in those pictures Sara, you freaking enjoyed every single
SARA“Hello Christian.” Sara said weakly, her voice hoarse and despite the weakness she was feeling all over her body, she still managed to grace her face with a small smile.Her eyes roaming through his whole body, she almost let out a whimper, taking a step forwards as she was overcome with so many emotions.She fucking missed him so much! Missed the feel of his arms around her body, the cologne from his shirt, and his husky voice breathing sweet nothings in her ear.Now more than ever, as she stared right at him still smiling, Sara realized just how much she missed having him close to her.Well, now she was here and she would remedy that all to quickly.She continued staring at him, but then seeing how unmoving he was, the stoic look in his face, and the brewing silence that thickened the atmosphere, Sara could only note that something was wrong somewhere.“Hey Christian…” She called out again, this time waving her right hands at him as she asked again, “What’s up? Am I not allowed
TWO DAYS LATER SARAThe first thing Sara saw when she opened her eyes were the blinding white lights in the room, and the pungent smell of medicine and blood that made her want to puke.She lurched, her head almost springing up from the soft bed she was laying on, but she stayed still. Where was she? She began to wonder, her mind spinning as she tried to recall any event, but her head was blank.She tried to say something, but her voice was stuck, her throat sore and it felt like she hadn’t eaten or drank anything in days. Worse, she felt weak, all her body ached and she still had the strong urge to puke her stomach out.“Sara? Sara are you there?” Someone was saying, and blinking twice her vision still blurry, Sara saw two pair of hands waving over her face.“Sara? Can you hear me?” The ever familiar voice said again, and nodding softly Sara finally managed to say, “I can hear you. Ariel?” “Oh Sara… I was so worried.” Ariel said, and instantly Sara felt the bed dip as her best fri
CHRISTIAN Christian was done with everything.His bags and luggages were already packed and ready to move. A small sad smile creeping up his lips, his feelings further intensified when he felt the gentle fragile hands of his mother sneaking up his shoulders, as she squeezed lightly.“Don’t you think you are in a haste son? Have you thoroughly thought about everything?”She asked softly.Christian knew she meant no harm with her words, but her words reminded him so much of Sara and quickly he went off.Like a spark lighting up in his head, he blurted out angrily shrugging her hands off his shoulders, “Mother, if this is about Sara, you can just dead the topic. I don’t want to talk about her.”An awkward silence brewing, and the atmosphere becoming tense Mrs Smith finally broke it off, clearing her throat and chuckling almost inaudibly.“Son! I didn’t even want to talk about her? I was just asking some important questions but now that you say it…” She paused obviously gathering what to
November 16, 2010.Sara sat down in her bedroom, staring at the mirror by her bedside and thinking as she prepared for school, a 16 year old orphan currently at a shelter in the neighborhood of New Orleans.Right from age 6(six) when she lost her mum to cancer, and not knowing who her father was, Sara led a lonely life.No family ever wanted to adopt her, cause they always saw her as the recluse, shy and quiet black kid always sitting at the shelter's auditorium whenever it was adoption day.Not knowing the cause of her quietness, or why she wasn't as bubbly and lively as other kids in the shelter, Sara was all by herself, that even the matrons at the orphanage referred to her as a dull child.Now grown up, Sara knew her time at the shelter was coming to an end, at age 18 it was required of all grown up kids to vacate the pr
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