My name is Zohra Miller. I married my high school sweetheart, Soren Miller. We finally bought a house of our own. It was a same two story house with a small living room, a master bedroom, and a small guest bedroom. One small dread full bathroom to match the small house. We soon settled down and Soren got a job involving science. I wanted to stay home and paint, hoping that one day my painting skills would come in handy and we could get a lot of money for my paintings. That dream came true, and we soon pain off all of our debts. Since we didn't have any worries, Soren and I decided to have our very first child. We quickly turned the guest bedroom into a small nursery. Soon after our final decision, I was pregnant. While I was pregnant with our baby, I took a break from painting and just rested for a few. Time passed quickly and I had our little boy. He had my blond hair.
Of course, I was stupid and careless, and our little boy was soon taken away by social services. Soren and I were both very devastated. We never saw him again. Due to our devastation of our loss, we decided to try again and move forward instead of hold onto the past. Well, we tried again, and we had a baby girl. I named her Zenon. She ended up having long brownish red hair, just like Soren's. She also had a lot of my traits, like being a vegetarian, hyperactive, and she also shared my love for painting. She was the cutest little girl.
All while she was growing into a teen, I practiced guitar. I got really good, but I chose not to go big and get famous, because I wanted a family, not fame. Once Zenon grew into a little teen, Soren and I decided to have another baby. It was a big decision because we also had to put Zenon into thought and how having a baby would affect her. I ended up pregnant anyways, and soon later had Nikoli, our baby boy. He had my blond hair and reminded me a lot of our first child. I tried not to let that get me down. He grew into his own traits, like athletics.
Time passed and our children grew. Zenon got great grades and graduated from high school while Nikoli was entering high school. Soren and I decided that three kids was enough to have. We focused all our attention on them as they grew. Zenon explained to me that her life long dream was to have a big family with the love of her life. I told her that the only way that could happen was if she found her one true love. We all packed our bags and moved to our dream house which was beautiful house of the ocean. It was a boat house, in a way.
My name is Zenon Miller, and I have mission. Yes, my dream is to have a big family with the love of my life. All of my family knows. Well, maybe not Nikoli. He's an odd one, indeed. I'm young and I'd say I'm cute. I loved my long hair; everyone did. But, I got in cut into a cute like reddish bob that really brings out my face. During the day, I turn my flirt switch on and I roam the streets aimlessly hoping to find 'him'. My mom ended up throwing me a 'Get to know us' party, since we were new to the neighborhood, but she told me that she wouldn't have done it if I didn't need to meet some guys, pronto.
The party went fine, however, all the guys were duds. Later that night, I saw a man walking on the sidewalk. I quickly ran out to him, because nobody usually walks on the sidewalk near our house. Little did I know, he was crazily attractive. When I went to talk to him, we instantly clicked. His name is Justin Bailey. He had long brown hair that was triple as long as mine. He wears a top hat and a long black trench coat. He also had a little stubble as a beard. Something about his bad boy atmosphere was... Exhilarating. He excited me.
I invited him in and he met my family. They all seemed to get along. Then Justin and I stayed up all night talking and hanging out for hours. It didn't take long to grow feeling for him. It also didn't take long for us to start dating. He started coming over everyday and staying days at a time. I was falling for him. Big time. He asked me to marry him. Of course, I immediately said yes. Then I asked him if he would bear my child. Then, we took this question to the bed, which is where he had given me my answer. I was soon pregnant and when I announced my pregnancy to him , he was happy. We then had our first child. Sadly, I followed in my mom's footprint, and he got taken away by social services. My family was upset with me, but my mom understood my pain. Even Justin was angry at me. Him and his son got along great. I just know it was hard on him. I called him like 15 times everyday inviting him over. He never showed day after day. I could tell he was ignoring me. I started to become depressed and my mother knew it.
She gently told me what she thought which was a blunt way to say it's over. I still continued to call my fiance day after day. I started to give up on Justin. I soon met somebody whom I like a lot. His name is Jerry Daniels. He's a pale man with black dreadlocks. He's not the cutest, but that doesn't matter. We have fun together. We lay in bed all day laughing at the cooking channel and making fun of their fake french accents, and we play chess outside on rainy Wednesdays. We enjoy each other's company. He knew about my engagement, and accepted it.
We continued to only be romantic interests and I continued to call Justin everyday hoping he would come over so I could gently break the engagement. I wanted to be with Jerry, and more than romantic interests. He's the light that lights the living room of my life, my other half, and I want him to be the father of our future kids. If I could just speak with Justin... Or mail him.... I have much to tell him, so I'll say it now.
It's me, Zenon. It's been a while, huh? You've been ignoring me... Not coming over... Not calling me... I miss you. I loved you, I really did. But you suddenly went away. Somehow deep down, I know you've died. My conscious tells me so. If you killed yourself because of the loss of our son... I'm sorry. I feel like it's all my fault. Maybe you're still alive, or maybe you're dead.. but I still have many things to say to you. I don't want you out of my life, I really don't. I just don't want somebody who ignores me for all this time to be my fiance. I might be taking this the wrong way, and something might have happened with you and you had to leave right away, but still. I've met my one true love. I may have loved you for that some time, but I really love Jerry, and I say it to his face. We never used to L word with each other. He's okay with me being engaged to you. He knows the situation and how we haven't been seeing each other lately. Yes, I've been having an affair. We're basically not even a couple anymore, but still. Just in case, I wanted to end it with you in person and not something like this. I do want to end it though. Give somebody else a hold of my heart. I don't regret anything. I do love Jerry. Not you. I did, though. Maybe if we were still in communication for all that time, we would've worked out fine. Jerry mended my broken heart and drug me out from depression. Made me laugh and smile. Made me basically forget about you. But I couldn't let go unless I've said this stuff to you. I'm with Jerry. We've been together for a while. We took it slow. I'm over you. This is me letting go. So wherever you are, I hope you find happiness like I have. Oh yeah, this last part might be a bomb on this situation. Jerry and I have had a child. She has my mother's blond hair. She's adorable. Her name is Justine.
I'm right where I need to be. Forever His,
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