Eternity Chapters 1-3

By Ellen Kay

Kristine and Robert met in the most unusual of circumstances. After building a friendship through online they finally meet. Its chemistry or rather history that brought them together. But will it be history that will tear them apart. Kristine always thought of herself as a fun loving independent woman that ran a successful wedding planning business. When she finally meets the man that she's been trading barbs with online face to face, will he turn out to be her prince charming. Robert is not just a tech mogul but a crown prince. He knows that he can only have his Kitten when no one is looking. But what happens when she gives up on the arrangement they have. Can he or rather should he fight to get her back. Or should he give her up to do what's right by his family.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ellen Kay
• Release date: Jan 14, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370349401

Ellen Kay

Sometimes you have a story in you that you feel the need to write down. Then you erase it. Then you rewrite it. Before you know it, 6 years have passed and you are still writing that same story. Its become your child. You raise it. Nurture it until its ready to go out into the world. Its not complete. But it has enough to survive until it's purpose it revealed. Hi. I'm normal. I'm a mom. Wife. Daughter. Sister. Friend. Yes in that order. I normally don't know how to best describe myself. My son believes that I know everything. My husband relies on me fix everything. My Mothers (birth, step, and in-laws) expect for me to be everywhere. My sisters and brothers, don't really know me. I'm the oldest. I'm suppose to be mysterious and aloof. As for my friends, lets just say I have them in categories. Ones that know the more serious me. Ones that know the more fun me. And there's the two that know everything about me and still love me in spite of it. I don't claim to be a writer. Hell, I've barely written one book. I hope you enjoy what I've written. I'm not scared of honest feedback.

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Chapter 1

The Beginning

It’s stupid. I can’t believe that I am standing here crying. Why am I crying over him? It’s not like he has any real feelings for me. But that doesn’t seem to matter now. It was understood from the beginning. No strings. No feelings. But here I am, New Year’s eve in a hotel in Paris, standing on the balcony, a gentle breeze flowing through my hair. I can feel the rain threatening to break from the clouds again. I can see revelers starting to gather to watch the light show and fireworks. But what I am doing? Drunk. Crying. Stupid girl, enjoy the view of the Eiffel Tower. Who knows when I will ever get the chance to come back? Okay let me start from the beginning. Maybe it will start to make some sense to you.

Three years ago, I was just an ordinary girl. I like to think that I still am. But my life was so much different before, less complicated. I was always the square peg in my predominately black family. I never listened to much R&B or rap music except Eminem. I was the one with the loud music playing through my head phones jamming to Metallica or Ozzy. We didn’t have much, but what we did have Mommy made work. Having the funds to go to college was not an option. That was unless my grades were good enough for a scholarship. If I really applied myself I probably could have gone to college.

I have a great group of friends. When I