His not so beautiful wife

His not so beautiful wife book 2

By suzangill

' his scarred beauty'

.............................Author's note.................

Hello beautiful readers!

Welcome back to another classic tale of love.

Before starting let me tell you of the basic idea of why I started writing this story.

It is based on a true even.

An event that inspired me to write something of this kind.

Ofcourse there will be fiction,but the name scarred beauty came from that evening in my life ,which changed my perspective on many things in life.

You know guys we in our life know something but untill we experience them ,we truly don't understand the depth of them.

Few months back I fell face front from my bicycle and got a deep scar on my face.

It's not that prominent now,just a reminder of that evening.

But still that one week or so when I was at rest.

I just realised a lot of things which I want to share with you.

Truly speaking,I don't know why I am even telling you guys this but still I thought if you know something about the writer,you may connect better.

I am a kind of person who doesn't care about looks,but I have seen this world does.

Alot

I mean I have seen people cry on getting a pimple and I was fine with them when I first got them.

Makeup? My definition for makeup is just a concealer.

I remember running away from my friends when they tried putting lipstick on me.

So in my life till now I have seen people complain about a lot of things.

Girls in highschool were always contouring their features.

Some didn't like their eyes,others hated their crooked noses.

Some were always complaining about the extra pounds they gained in holidays,while others were crying over the few they lost.

Some hated their curly hair,others specially went to parlour to get some curls.

Those with straight hair wanted curl,those with curly hair wanted straight hair.

How ironic , isn't it?

But the bigger question is.

Are we ever satisfied?

Have we ever thanked God for what he gifted us with.

Really guys,when I couldn't eat for a week with my swollen jaw.

I just realised bitter gourd was not that bad .

You value things when you can't have them.

Otherwise I guess we all take alot of things for granted in our life.

The eyes you don't like,they can see.

Isn't this enough?

Imagine those who can't and you will learn to love yourself.

This story will try to change your perspective on a lot of things in life.

I feel words have a lot of power and if I am able to make you feel even 1% of what I intend to.

My purpose will be solved.

There is nothing in this story that is related to me except the initial idea of this story.

So please don't think it is my life you are reading cause it is not.

It is completely a creation of my brain.

With no base but just one motive.

To make you realise just how beautiful you are.

So sit back ,enjoy and the next time you see yourself in the mirror.

Smile

For its the most beautiful thing in this world.

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                    Story Begins.

Narrator of the story: Sophie Rogers

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"We take everything for granted in our life.

But then one day it all gets turns into a dream.

A dream that we see in night but never achieve in day.

A dream we spend our entire life chasing astray"

................narrator pov.........................

The above lines are deep,not that I understood them the first time I read them but now ,

When I have seen the story behind these lines with my own eyes I can say I finally did understood them.

You must be thinking who I am ,well not the main lead of this story .

Definitely no

But a boring 5'4 , brown eyes black hair girl which is going to make you fall in love with.

Well I am not an eye candy kind of a beauty but neither am I a cactus kind of ugly.

I am just medicore...an average.

I am Sophie your dearest

The one who is going to be the narrator of this story.

Your host,your crying shoulder,your cursing companion,your hugging best friend...well whatever you will like me to be.

But first I must tell you this....this is not a cliche story...no way near.

There is hell lot of drama, cliffhangers, heartbreakers , hate, jealousy and our favourite love.

But let me warm you first.

No one is perfect in this story.