Those tears fall as Porter looked at her wife and began to rejoice in excitement. Yes, throwing caution to winds of fears and scary life alerting thoughts to forever invade her. In this exact moment happiness was all she could muster to think about. If, she only knew, this life wouldn’t be exactly easily, and yet it would be all worth it to live with the one and only love of her life. This is their story, of love in the HEART of their city, a city where there is NO boundaries when it comes to LOVE. After all to these two women it was just love and it surely would conquer all.

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Chapter 1

Central Park-New York City, NYC

Immaculate daylight surrounded them as rose pedals beneath her lover’s face. An expression of warmth appears upon such a mocha face. It spoke volumes for how truly ecstatic Tina Kennard was in-fact. “I hope I love you my WHOLE life.” Porter’s lips released with such an eloquent set of romantic words. An array of scattered flowers falls onto her clothes. Tina’s excitement couldn’t be contained much longer and leaped into the air in utter happiness. Elation spreads across such a vanilla complexion of perfection in-fact. Those soft hands fitted her perfectly, and reached out for one tenderly. “OH LAWD, you’re so gooberish darling. Sit your ass down baby. I ain’t even done yet.” Ms. Kennard curls an eyebrow in complete and utter puzzlement. Those eyelashes of dark and mysterious wonders looked at her partner and pauses for a mere moment. Perfection stares right back in return and couldn’t contain such an emotion and lets it all show. It exudes and collapses upon such a fragile, face. “I’m sorry.” Vanilla hands reached out and whisper to her gently, without a care in the world. All of her thoughts now, were of her one and only woman on earth. “Hey! You never on earth have to EVER apologize to me right?” Bette sniffs as Kennard took a finger-tip and wipes tears away. The painful tears drizzle downwards towards that lithe neckline. “I know. I just feel, so silly sometimes for how I act and feel.” Bette sniffles again as Tina couldn’t contain her glee inside much longer. “I see. Well I for one couldn’t be happier for the ways, in-fact you act. I love your silliness Bette Porter. I love your actions. I love you in-fact.” Eyes of mocha drowned in tear-droplets and utters.