Mayu
Ghost Of Who I Was
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Life was almost impossible for a woman, women to there fathers were not even people. They were nothing but cattle, sadly however Eden Tate was about to learn that the very hard way. Her father wanted her to have education but what she did not really find out till two years ago. That she would be marrying a man that he choose for her. Who ever would give him the most for her, rather it be in money, cattle or even both.
Eden was a very beautiful girl she had the blackest of hair that was very silky and curly though not out of control curly. She had piercing grey eyes, sometimes her eyes looked blue or even grey. Which was part of the reason people called her stormy sometimes. It was a term of endearment from her mother, though her father did not really seem to give a shit about her. Least that was how she felt at the time, and she did not like the way he made her feel either.
She had been warned that a new suitor was coming for her, she was told nothing about him. She did not know how old he was, she had no idea what kind of a man he was. She knew zero about the man, and that really made her worry. Because she had a fire in her and if he ever tried to kill her? she would probably try and kill him, but right now nothing seemed to matter. She was an object to be owned.
Feeling alone was very hard, she was in the garden in the back, listing to the birds chirping and she had a thick book in her hand. Her young eyes swallowing up every single word. She did not care if a lot of men did not want there wives to be smart. But she just did not seem to give a shit about anything, she was kept in the dark about everything. But what surprise would they be getting? only time would tell.
Eden was a very beautiful girl she had the blackest of hair that was very silky and curly though not out of control curly. She had piercing grey eyes, sometimes her eyes looked blue or even grey. Which was part of the reason people called her stormy sometimes. It was a term of endearment from her mother, though her father did not really seem to give a shit about her. Least that was how she felt at the time, and she did not like the way he made her feel either.
She had been warned that a new suitor was coming for her, she was told nothing about him. She did not know how old he was, she had no idea what kind of a man he was. She knew zero about the man, and that really made her worry. Because she had a fire in her and if he ever tried to kill her? she would probably try and kill him, but right now nothing seemed to matter. She was an object to be owned.
Feeling alone was very hard, she was in the garden in the back, listing to the birds chirping and she had a thick book in her hand. Her young eyes swallowing up every single word. She did not care if a lot of men did not want there wives to be smart. But she just did not seem to give a shit about anything, she was kept in the dark about everything. But what surprise would they be getting? only time would tell.