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Again, Ethan was thankful they had repaired their relationship. Two years before, Jessica could not stand the sight of him. After the divorce, she wanted nothing to do with him, but Ethan was convinced they belonged together. He decided to devise a plan to woo her back. He started subtle. First, he showed up occasionally at her floral shop just to say hello. Then he started buying a single rose, and6 handing it to her after purchasing it. Jessica’s assistant Macy loved the gesture, but Jessica would just roll her eyes and set the rose to the side. Then the moment came when he asked her to lunch. Reluctantly she agreed, but insisted on meeting him at the restaurant. She seemed to relax as the meal progressed, but appeared suspicious of his motives. Though he wanted to kiss her, he held back and said goodbye after they finished. After a few months passed, Jessica seemed to warm up to him more. He stopped by her floral shop frequently just to watch her work. As he would look thro...

Another Sneak Peek at The Journal!

“Hello, I’m Dr. Peterson. Are you family of Jessica Mills?” the doctor asked. “I’m her fiancée,” Ethan answered. “This is my mother. Jessica’s family is—” “We’re here,” a voice called out. Ethan knew it was Jessica’s mother, Mrs. Mills, but he kept his focus on the doctor. “Well thankfully she has no broken bones considering the severity of the crash, but she has suffered a traumatic brain injury. Jessica is in a coma.” “How long before she’s better?” Mrs. Mills asked. “Recovery usually takes times, especially with the sort of trauma that Jessica has experienced. Some people never recover from the vegetative state, while some come out with full awareness. My diagnosis for Jessica would be two to four weeks in the comatose state, though I will warn you, it may be longer.” “What’s the worst--case scenario doctor?” Ethan asked, as his mother gripped tighter to his arm. He knew she was worried too. “She’ll never wake up or she could have permanent brain damage, but we’ll...

Another preview of Oceans Deep

Yazmin Whoever said three minutes isn’t a long time to wait obviously never had to wait for the results of a home pregnancy test. I’m trying not to pace back and forth but I can’t help it. I’m anxious, excited, terrified, and experiencing nausea. I’m rubbing my palms together, trying to ignore how sweaty they are. I exhale deeply, wanting desperately to look at the stick resting on the vanity. I’ve only recently stopped taking my birth control. Jamal and I never use condoms. Well, we did at first. Those first few months of dating had me nervous. Who knew I would fall in love with my best friend? It was Jamal who said “I love you” first. It took me a while. I was damaged from past relationships. Though I had the love of friends and family growing up, my own insecurities kept me from experiencing life. My ex-boyfriends, the few that I did have, played on my lack of self-esteem. Generally, I wasn’t that desperate be in a relationship, but the closer I got to thirty, the ...

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