#ReleaseBoost #TheRealityOfWrightAndWrong #LeddyHarper #
ruined it all. It’s the reality of what is right and what is wrong when it comes to soulmates.
intentionally given me a glimpse into himself by expressing his feelings in
words he’d never shared with another living soul. But in that moment, when his
eyes met mine, he offered me something else.
unaware he’d even done so.
a piece of his vulnerability. His pain. A sliver of the hidden humiliation that
he kept buried beneath a painted canvas. Covered in graffiti. Locked behind
years of loss and doubt. It crossed his brow in shallow valleys of hesitation
and colored his cheeks in raw insecurity.
open. Closed off. Pushing me away while desperately trying to hold me close.
much to process at once, leaving me immobile, grounded in place. The only thing
I could do was open my mouth and give him honesty. “Your words…they make my
chest hurt. As I read them, I breathed them in, and they burrowed themselves
next to my heart. Took up residence within my lungs. They’re powerful enough to
keep me safe, yet just as capable of destroying me.”
my eyes burn. Every vowel, every period. Every syllable you wrote and verse you
formed did something to me that I’ve never experienced. I’ve never read
something so beautiful, something that literally brought tears to my eyes.”
that’s enough.” Beneath the stern tone and harsh shell lay a boy who couldn’t
accept my praise. “I didn’t do it for compliments. You said you didn’t know me,
so I’m showing you who I am. You think I’m using you to kill time until Jessica
comes back, and I’m trying to prove to you that I’m not. I don’t need your
approval. I need you.”
intense scrutiny, I became fully aware of my state of undress.
I’m going to put on some pants.” I took a few steps backward, holding my shirt
down in the front.
Mercy? Could you do me a favor?”
and held his stare.
you hang out with your ex, can you tell him that if he ever contacts me again,
he’ll wish he’d never learned how to type? Thanks.”
what? He texted you?”
right back to browning the meat, continuing as if he hadn’t just dropped a bomb
at my feet. “Email, but yeah. Same thing. I think he got off on telling me that
I’m runner-up. I guess you told him that you’re waiting to see if he lied about
where he was that night? And if he was telling the truth, you plan to get our
what I said.”
guess it’s a good thing I didn’t give a shit what he had to say.” He moved the
pan off the burner. “Although, I don’t think he liked it too much when I told
him I hoped he enjoyed the taste of my cum, because I fucked your pussy so hard
and so deep it’ll be a while before it’s all out.”
shocked. And mortified. And incredibly turned on by his possessiveness.
became visible in his eyes first, but half a second later, it was drawn across
She often calls writing her therapy, using it as a way to deal with issues through the eyes of her characters.She is now a mother of three girls, leaving her husband as the only man in a house full of females.
The decision to publish her first book was made as a way of showing her children to go after whatever it is they want to. Love what you do and do it well. Most importantly Leddy wanted to teach them what it means to overcome their fears.