P K Ladnier

He Is the Exception P K Ladnier

A forbidden love is what they had. No one was supposed to know they were in love; that each night before bed, they each lay with someone else, but they would think of the other; that they tell them good night and I love you for the winds to carry the message to each other. Many messages the winds carried, but this one was always delivered with a swiftness. The wind itself knew that these two people belong together. They deserved to have the other. Each longed to hold the other at night when the stars were shining bright. The moon would whisper sweet lullabies to them as they held each other closely.