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

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

#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

#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

#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

#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