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Two To Tango Chapter 9
Previously on Two To Tango:
“No, of course not I mean maybe later. I just wanted you to know, no matter my past choices. I would never hurt you like that.” Tee’s eyes furrow in question as Bette finally clarified the reasons for opening up. “I will never cheat on you; I just want you to know that okay? I wouldn’t do that to you. I know. I strayed once in marriage. I promise you, I won’t ever put you through that okay?”
The blonde softly rested her eyes and tried to close them as she whispers sweetly. “I know. And, I will never hurt you either. I and you love each other far too much to let that happen. Now, can we go to sleep?”
Bette smiles and kindly, accepted Tina’s requested as she utters softly.
“I love you,” “And I love you too, Bette.”
Tee replies upon a low octave range of voice, as sleep took over two souls in love.
If they only knew, someone was ready to destroy their love once and for all. If they only knew, pasts have a funny way, of putting things into perspective, for two souls meant to be forever, indeed.
Chapter 9
MR. AND MRS. DONALDSON-(TRIBECCA-NEW YORK)-(OLD MATTERS OF THE HEART DIE HARD for SOME INDEED)
His orbs oozed in despair as his hand grappled at those sheets tightly, in dangerous fits of displeasure and pain. He dwells on this dream and it haunted him so dearly. “If you’ll take the rings and repeat after me. I Bette Louise Porter, promise to honor these vows and take this man as mines forever. God stands before us today in rejoices at this joyous day you two. I ask if you’ll both reassure me you’ll stand by your vows and with God in wedded bliss for all eternity.” His eyes swelled up in fits of tears and screamed in his slumber.
“I did. I did until that little dyke dishonored us and our marriage. I took your dirty hands into mines and promised to vow myself to you and only you. Though, you didn’t promise me the same did you Bette? I vowed my all to you and you only vowed little to 8 years with me. I feel sickened by you and your choices. I should have run away, so far as you came onto me at that bar. I loved you.” He cries out as he recalls their wedding night.


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