Chapter 1 Welcome readers!

His not so beautiful wife book 2

By suzangill

' his scarred beauty'

.............................Author's note.................

Hello beautiful readers!

Welcome back to another classic tale of love.

Before starting let me tell you of the basic idea of why I started writing this story.

It is based on a true even.

An event that inspired me to write something of this kind.

Ofcourse there will be fiction,but the name scarred beauty came from that evening in my life ,which changed my perspective on many things in life.

You know guys we in our life know something but untill we experience them ,we truly don't understand the depth of them.

Few months back I fell face front from my bicycle and got a deep scar on my face.

It's not that prominent now,just a reminder of that evening.

But still that one week or so when I was at rest.

I just realised a lot of things which I want to share with you.

Truly speaking,I don't know why I am even telling you guys this but still I thought if you know something about the writer,you may connect better.

I am a kind of person who doesn't care about looks,but I have seen this world does.

Alot

I mean I have seen people cry on getting a pimple and I was fine with them when I first got them.

Makeup? My definition for makeup is just a concealer.

I remember running away from my friends when they tried putting lipstick on me.

So in my life till now I have seen people complain about a lot of things.

Girls in highschool were always contouring their features.

Some didn't like their eyes,others hated their crooked noses.

Some were always complaining about the extra pounds they gained in holidays,while others were crying over the few they lost.

Some hated their curly hair,others specially went to parlour to get some curls.

Those with straight hair wanted curl,those with curly hair wanted straight hair.

How ironic , isn't it?

But the bigger question is.

Are we ever satisfied?

Have we ever thanked God for what he gifted us with.

Really guys,when I couldn't eat for a week with my swollen jaw.

I just realised bitter gourd was not that bad .

You value things when you can't have them.

Otherwise I guess we all take alot of things for granted in our life.

The eyes you don't like,they can see.

Isn't this enough?

Imagine those who can't and you will learn to love yourself.

This story will try to change your perspective on a lot of things in life.

I feel words have a lot of power and if I am able to make you feel even 1% of what I intend to.

My purpose will be solved.

There is nothing in this story that is related to me except the initial idea of this story.

So please don't think it is my life you are reading cause it is not.

It is completely a creation of my brain.

With no base but just one motive.

To make you realise just how beautiful you are.

So sit back ,enjoy and the next time you see yourself in the mirror.

Smile

For its the most beautiful thing in this world.

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Story Begins.

Narrator of the story: Sophie Rogers

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"We take everything for granted in our life.

But then one day it all gets turns into a dream.

A dream that we see in night but never achieve in day.

A dream we spend our entire life chasing astray"

................narrator pov.........................

The above lines are deep,not that I understood them the first time I read them but now ,

When I have seen the story behind these lines with my own eyes I can say I finally did understood them.

You must be thinking who I am ,well not the main lead of this story .

Definitely no

But a boring 5'4 , brown eyes black hair girl which is going to make you fall in love with.

Well I am not an eye candy kind of a beauty but neither am I a cactus kind of ugly.

I am just medicore...an average.

I am Sophie your dearest

The one who is going to be the narrator of this story.

Your host,your crying shoulder,your cursing companion,your hugging best friend...well whatever you will like me to be.

But first I must tell you this....this is not a cliche story...no way near.

There is hell lot of drama, cliffhangers, heartbreakers , hate, jealousy and our favourite love.

But let me warm you first.

No one is perfect in this story.

Especially not our female lead...she has flaws just like everyone does in reality .

Don't judge her in the beginning just like I did when I first met her, cause there must be a reason why she is our main lead not me.

And our male lead well...you must be knowing his parents story but our handsome boy here is going to make your heart melt again and you are going to fall in love with him.

Wait ,I am jumbling things again right? Let's start from the beginning.

I am Sophie Roger your host and I present before you the story of my best friend aka our male protagonist Ethan Lockwood.

And my bully...no scratch that my saviour / hero Vivian Klein.

I know Ethan from the day I first time pissed in my pants in pre nersery school.

Yes, you read it right I a 4 year old shy girl pissed in my pants .

I know your next question, weren't you wearing diapers?

And well mom forced me to wear them but me being the stubborn kid threw it away the first opportunity I got.

Anyway so ya I pissed during class, my peers started laughing , I was going to cry at my stupid self for not listening to mom but then he came like those hero's in supernatural movies.

Shielding me with his frame he spoke with voice clear like a grown up and confidence evident.

"Why are you laughing? Don't you all piss in those pathetic diapers?"

I swear when I first heard his voice,I knew we will be sticking around together for long.

Thank God my 4 year old didn't know what love was for I would have definately fallen in love with him at first sight.

He protected me that day and that day on I cling on to him forever.

He was my shield, the shield which I proudly call my best friend.

Love?

I mean I know you may feel it's impossible.

But in reality every relationship that contains love is not boyfriend girlfriend.

Some relationships are lifelong,your backbone and that was what I think we shared.

If I was not the one then who?

Well, God has uniquely planned entry and exits of people in our life.

But never in hundred years I could have imagined her presence to stay.

He hated/ loathed her.

Hell ,even I hated her for her attitude and ego at first.

But then I saw her depths and trust me guys I have never seen anyone like her.

She was not an angel,instead she dragged angels to hell.

In highschool I still remember the first day I saw her.

The queen bee of our school with 5-10 minions at all times, thousand followers on Instagram,boys kissing her feet and dying for her attention.

She was what you call the bad girl in every innocent shy girls highschool diaries.

Her minions bullied and did all her dirty deeds while share barely spoke a word to those below her level.

I have to admit though that she was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.

With those unique green eyes and black hair lethal combination she could be banned by a country for sure.

And I could see that she knew this quite well.

The rumours said it all.

Rude, sarcastic, snobbish, egoistic and what not.

She was straightforward.

I still remember how she rejected the boy that tried hitting on her once.

"You know babe I love your fragrance. If addicts me like a madman...I am obsessed with you Vivian please just please accept my proposal!"

The boy sat on his one knee, proposing to her with an open palm.

While everyone waited for her reply as she casually searched her bag for something.

Finally she did gave him attention but not before placing something in his hand.

"This is from where the fragrance comes. Take it and get lost"

She says as he looked at the perfume bottle placed in his hands.

While the boy looked at her in shock,she casually moved past him with the canteen filled with laughter and snickering

I really liked her guts sometimes.

She rejected boys like tissues and never did relationships.

A proud single because no one matched her standards.

Someday I really wished that I have guts and confidence like her.

But who knew things would change.

That she would change .

But then again, time changes people.

Some for good while some for bad,but either way we change to survive the storming winds of change.

They both were soulmates.

How I know well ....I knew since the first day he saw her.

I am not just his best friend.

I am his heart and eyes.

I could see that look and identify it anywhere.

It was not lust nor infatuation.

It was love that I only read in books.

The nature told me this, I would have been a fool to ignore it.

It gave me signals, it showed me but I was blind initially.

When two soulmates are bound to meet coincidence is the best card that God plays.

He will show you but it's upto you if you see it or turn a blind eye.

I saw it but he didn't.

So here I became the so called coincidence,that played a Cupid in meeting these soulmates.

I became the narrator of this love story which was based on heights of misconceptions and hatred but still had a strong and indestructible base of what we call

Love

But sadly my plans didn't go as expected and God decided to play the master card of Ace at a perfect time.

And instead of being the meeting point in their journey, I became the biggest crevice between them.

....................narrator pov end..............