Edward and I had gotten married when I had turned twenty-two. We were happy to be with one another. And no one had a problem with me being with him, even with his tiny faults. But no one is perfect.
Years after we were married, we had two daughters of our own. One that we named Kim, after my grandmother and one named Samantha, named after me.
We lived a happy life together. And as our daughters grew up, we told them stories about how we had met. Stories that they loved to listen to every night.
Life was perfect. And it would never change. Edward and I would always love each other and we would love our daughters. And when our daughters grew up, we would make sure that they were happy all the time.
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Falling for Edward
FanfictionA fanfic that I wrote for my friend. It's written in first person and follows a young girl named Samantha, who is the granddaughter of Kim. Kim would tell Samantha stories of Edward Scissorhands, a man who was magnificent, though misunderstood. When...
