Hello! I have a story up. It’s called “Love, hope and tragedy.” So far, I’ve written chapter one. If you ever get the time, could you please read it? If you do, thank you! If you don’t, then it’s okay. - Mitch

Preview;

“Thanks,” he said, steadily beginning to stop shaking, “Sorry about all the water.”

“It’s no big deal. I’ll just tell my mom there was a water spillage,” Amber smiled, sitting down on one of the dining chairs. Jamie gazed intently at her for a second or two before he began to rub his face and hair with the towel. And after a few seconds, he asked the question that Amber feared he would - yet, she knew it was positive that he would ask. The smile fading from her mouth and her stomach cramming with butterflies, he asked, “You do know why I’m here, don’t you?”