All Chapters of Our Love Story: A Tale of Two Hearts: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Prologue I“Hi! My name is Ella Miles at least it is now that I am married, I guess.” I said as smiles began arising warming between my lips as I spoke.  “Fifteen years ago I got myself married to the love of my life, my prince charming, the most fascinating and the most affectionate man to ever waltz with me. O my gosh! Here we are, after going through a lot in the midst of our romantic and ever so wondrous journey of love, enjoying our blissful marriage blessed with two God-sent kids – Amy and Justin.” I added laughing nervously taking a dash to the pictures of my kids that were placed in the living room with random thoughts flowing into my mind.Ella’s POV;For the past four minutes I have been in the living room setting up for this – An audio recap. With some orange juice poured into a cocktail glass and an umbrella sticking out of it I seemed ready to do this, even though I’m alone. I placed

Fifteen years ago...#JackMiles “I’m just so sick of being human… Yeahh!!....” sang Jack Miles to the rhythm of John Bellion’s song titled ‘Human’.Jack Miles was the first son of Desmond Miles and Kate Miles, sole heir to his father’s riches as the Miles’ family was one of the top richest and classy families in California. As it were, that particular weekend, the Miles’ family exempting Mr. Miles who was on a business trip, were in a minivan that was being driven by the family driver Jarvis, to a new house.A place where Jack and the rest of the family would have to start all over, relive their past and probably get to have an amazing future ahead of them.Mr. Miles worked as a very successful business contractor in the state and had been the Managing Director (M.D) of Miles’ Industries for over twenty-five years. About a few weeks back, their former home had gotten b

#JackMilesJack had a sister and a brother. Jenny, a girl in her late teens with a great personality, who like Jack was a trending social media freak and got easy glued to her gadgets and James, the youngest of the three who was considered the blue-eyed child of his parents being 9 years old. Presently, James was napping quietly between his two siblings.“Yeah! Of course! It is fine by me mom and for the record I am feeling good, can’t wait to get there. I hope it’s as exciting as you guys said it would.” I said before stuffing my face back on the screen.Jack~Now with her questions settled, I can get back to Facebook. As for the whole gym idea, who knows it might be quite handy. Mom and dad really wanted the new house to be exquisite and to be made with a very classy taste I guess. If it makes them happy then it’s okay by me. I heaved a sigh, placed my headphone back onto my ears and f

#EllaKendall “Ella, your friend Mira is at the door.” said Mrs. Kendall drawing out the lock of the front door.“Coming mom’ almost done.” said Ella in her elegant voice.“Thanks for giving me and Ella a chance to go out to the carnival today Mrs. K.” said Mira beaming with smiles.  Mira appreciated that her best friend’s mom is a federal official but leaving Ella so frequently cramped up in this house can make her feel a bit cold at times. She always wanted to keep her daughter out of the possible harm that came in with her job so Mira guessed she had lost sight of the fact that her daughter needed a life of her own. As her best-friend she wanted Ella to have some fun and an awesome life but what are her wishes in comparison to those of Ella’s mother. The good news to the two best-friends is that in a very long while, she finally wants them to go to a very

#EllaKendall Ella~I know I might have taken a lot of time putting this up (referring to her outfit) and probably shouldn't have taken her pineapple flavored lip gloss but she did not find out about that until she got into my room so still she was wrong by entering unannounced. She ought to have knocked. Just imagine if I wasn’t dressed at the moment. Thank goodness I wasn’t undressed when she came into the room. She doesn’t get me, does she? For my entire life I have adapted to her harsh words and actions. I knew deep down that she loved me and that was her way of expressing her love and concern. Oh well I just go to wipe it off and get ready to have lots of fun at the carnival with my best-friend.“Hey Mira!”“Super sorry that I took a lot of time getting down the stairs! Hope you weren’t so bored waiting? I could not just find the perfect match for my olive waist belt.” I s

#JackMiles“This house is wow! It’s beyond wow… it’s wow-tastic.” I said staring at the embellishments that made the living room dazzle.Jack~After wondering all around the house I had found a lot of cool things. Things that really made me think how classy my mom and dad can be. It was when I had wondered my way to the second floor that I realized that there was an indoor miniature golf itinerary, something that really got me in shock as to what we needed it for. My dad scarcely played the game of golf at the country club he gets invited to every year so I did not really get what the course was for. All the same it was quite nice and like everything else in the house, well-groomed! But the thought of the course made me a bit interested in the sport. Besides having an awesomely stocked game room that was downstairs, the golf course would be another option of fun. Maybe I could turn over my disgust over the

#JackMiles“Jaaccck!!” called out Mrs. Miles from the kitchen downstairs. “I’m coming mom.” I replied.Jack~I turned back and realized myself to be the only one in the room. Obviously, my younger brother was already down at the dining table, another wonderful feature possessed by the house. He must have been really hungry after mom had us arrange this room. I can’t blame him though, it was avery hefty job. “I better get downstairs before I get another round from where that came from. I can smell the aroma of what mom is cooking already.” I said walking towards the door heading downstairs to have some lunch. Going down the stairs I whistled a little jingle inhaling every bit of the scent of whatever mom had going down in the kitchen. I got to the dining table to meet an amazing set of dishes more than what I had hoped for and expected to be the family lunch. Reaching a few ste

#EllaKendall“Why the heck can’t I have some little time alone with Cole? Don’t tell me that you are against me on this Mira.” texted Ella looking sternly at Mira with a puppy eye emoji born on her face.“Heavens no! Why would I? What I meant by that is that beyond doubt, clearly El’ we both know that would not be possible say more of it going to be easy considering the fact that you know’….” paused Mira pointing at the bodyguard comfortably seated at the front seat of the car.“That would be a lot hard, say more of it being possible.” She added.“Oh yeah! I totally forgot that there’s a super trained bodyguard in the seat right in front of me. I don’t get what the idea is of going to the carnival if there aint going to be a lot of fun for the both of us and I don’t know of you Mira but I really term some time with Cole to be a lot of fun,” said Ella placing a

#EllaKendall“You have to tell the guy that you have a crush on him and for a very long time now at that.” Mira alleged staring at Ella.“Perhaps Mira, perhaps… I am better off living with the fact that he is my secret crush and we aren’t in any sort of a relationship or anything, than to express how I feel about him and probably get my heart squashed.” I heard myself say putting an end to the Facebook chat and the ridiculous KBC. “I still insist that you give it a shot El’. For someone like Cole to chat you up saying that he would love to meet with you at the carnival, there must be something he really wants to say to you.” “By the looks of whatever chat that you two had going on, I say that there’s every chance of Cole being your prince charming. Just have your hopes up that the guy is still single and ready to mingle.” said Mira giving Ella a little push by the side.“

#JackMilesJack~“Strike 9!” I said making another perfect dunk.I ran over to the back of the ring so I could pick up the ball. Swiftly, I got there picked up the ball and was about to make the 10thperfect dunk in a row when I got myself distracted by the squealing sounds made by the entrance gates. Unmindful, the ball slipped out of my hands. I did not mind because the person I expected to drive through those gates was more important. With full eyes, I watch my dad drive into the compound in his new set of tires honking along the way.“It is that not dad’s car?” I asked myself rhetorically. “Looks like dad just got back from the trip he went on. Sweet!!” I added picking up the ball again that had fallen from the weak grip of my hands. What a surprise seeing as he has never informed me and by my guess anyone else of his imminent return. Speaking of imminence, it has been qui