The best of In Style Magazine photoshoots

chapter one


As I lay سے طرف کی the sea, the wind whispering in my ears, a smell of sea salt wafting through my nose. I thought to myself, "Does he truly love me?" I wandered along the shore, the sun peaking out over the horizon. "No one has ever loved me before." I murmured, picking up a shell, intricately designed with its curves and angles. I knew one thing and one thing only, I was deeply in love with Eric. Eric with his mysterious disapearences, broad shoulders, warm, pale skin, and calm brown eyes. No one had ever made me feel this way. Ever since I saw him at the Windsors' party and danced the...