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Baby love me

Romance

5.0

It was during the summer of her eighth birthday when Charlotte met her two best friends, Emma and Isabella. The three little darlings were destined to share the same fate— spinsters who would ultimately meet their Casanovas in their very own weird ways. On this particular day, they were out on the playground of their elementary school, swinging on the monkey bars. Charlotte, who had never really had any real friends before, asked this very odd question that had been boggling her mind for a little while. “Friends. What are they for?” Pretty Isabella, with her sunny blond hair and bright sky-blue eyes, chimed in eagerly, “Friends are your teddy bear. He comforts you when you cry. He’s like your cozy pillow or your favorite blankie. He’s warm, like Mummy and Daddy.” “They’re your Kleenex tissue,” Emma said, nodding her dark head. “For wiping your runny nose and teary eyes. You get that when you cry. He’s like Mummy and Daddy, all warm and cozy.” “Is that all?” Charlotte asked in wonder, her dark-brown eyes large. “There’s more! There’s more!” Emma said, hopping in her spot, eager for her friends to listen to her very wise words, her braided hair bouncing about. Then she proceeded to dance and clap her hands like a monkey. “Friends are always there with you, always around you, like right now. I’m happy. I’m clapping my hands because I have my friends with me. Clap with me, Charlotte.” She grinned widely at the half-Kiwi, half-Cambodian girl. “Clap with me, Isabella.” She urged them to clap and dance with her. The clueless two happily followed her lead and began clapping their hands and dancing silly dances, like clowns in a circus. “See, friends make each other look like fools, but they still have fun,” Emma said wisely. “So will you promise to be my teddy bear, my comfort pillow, my favorite blankie, and Kleenex tissue, then?” Charlotte asked her two friends. “Sure,” Isabella said. “You bet on it,” Emma replied. “Promise?” Charlotte wanted to make sure they weren’t going to run out on her. After all, she knew no one else wanted to be her friend, since she was so different. “Promise?” Isabella and Emma said in unison. “Let’s Ready swear, then,” Charlotte suggested. “Yes, Ready swear,” Emma said, grinning. Isabella nodded in agreement. Charlotte entwined her left Ready with Emma’s. On the right side, she entwined with Isabella’s left, while Isabella had her right Ready with Emma’s left. In turn, the three friends formed a circle, an endless unity of friendship. “We promise to be great friends. We promise to pick each other up when the other falls. We promise to be your teddy bear, your favorite blankie and your Kleenex tissue. We promise to laugh with you when you laugh. We are sisters as well as friends. From now on, we are one.” Then they leaned forward until all three foreheads touched. “Friends,” they all said in unison. Then they pulled back and smiled their cheesy, toothy smiles at each other.

Betrayed

Romance

5.0

After being abused for many years, Elle, a skilled dancer finds herself the focal point of her boss's affections. She was powerless to refuse all that he offered including life with a man in a wheelchair but her heart told her, this was what she wanted. Nate was in a loveless marriage and seeing Elle was his way out and he took it. She was the only woman who got to him, eh made him think about the future in a positive light. Would his and her past rule their emotions or would the need for someone to love fuel their relationship and burn them to a cinder?