From upon a poppy field...

One teenage girl. One teenage boy. They first set eyes on each other in 1914, July 28th, and begin to fall in love. But will an event, which changes history forever, tear them apart?


5. 26th July 1914~ Rose.

I can't get him out of my head.


The name chimes in my head, like bells. I think all about him on the way home. The smell of lavender, the grassy greenness of his eyes, his tanned masculine hand, his dirty messy blond hair, the way it would stick up. He was the most handsome boy I'd ever met. I wanted to run back to him and throw my arms around him and never let go. But that would cause scandal across the village and bring shame upon my family name.

I couldn't.

I shouldn't.

But I wanted to. So badly.

I kept on thinking about this even though I had forgotten to get the eggs. I kept on thinking about him when Mother gave me a such a telling off, and another one because I wasn't paying attention to her. I kept on thinking about him when Mother sent me back to the stores to get the eggs. I kept a lookeye for him whilst searching for the eggs, but not even a hint of Blond, or green eyes.

It hurt.

he said he would be here. 

he wasn't.

But I ignored it. I just kept on thinking about him. I realized that falling in love with him would cause scandal and shame.

But I didn't even care.

I was in love.

With Edward.

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