Three Thousand Miles - Jealousy (book #2 of Three Thousand Miles Series) Read Online Free PDF

Michael has done? I lean back and I push my hair from my face with my hands . I exhale and I try to respond.
    “You are right that I do owe everything to him and I feel very strongly towards him and maybe he would be the sensible choice . However, I do not love him the way I do Adrian. I have thought of all the possibilities and if I were with Michael, things would be different . B ut I would not have that great love , I would just be settling for him and he deserves so much more than that .” M y mom reaches out and takes my hand .
    “S weetie I just want you to be happy and if Adrian makes you happy then who am I to stand in your way . However, Alanna you have to promise me that you will take better care of yourself . A fter what has happened you should put you r priorities in order and make the most of life . ” I smile and I slowly shift over to her. I wrap my arms around her and hold her as tight as I can. I breathe in her Chanel no5 perfume and think back to a simpler time. It was the night of my senior prom and Sophie and I were getting ready in my mom’s oversized bedroom. We sat at the massive antique white dressing table. My mom’s jewels and pearls lay before us as we styled our hair until it was the most perfect that it could be. Our glamorous ball gowns lay on the bed set out with every accessory possible. My dress was a Vera Wang that my mom had specially bought me. It was a soft baby pink and was very fitted and faltering. The tight bodice showed of my tiny waist and the back flowed until it reached the floor. The white , stitched - in , pearls and diamonds were a special touch that my mom added. She had wanted the dress to be as special as it could be and that is exactly what it was. It was my dream dress and it twinkled in the light. I felt unique as I danced away at my prom. With Sophie also in a custom designed gown. Her ’ s was lilac, it fitted her like a glove it flowed down her back, and she looked stunning. I remember that night vividly and I still hear the musi c that played. I think of my life and how I thought that night, it was complete. I did not have a boyfriend but I felt that I did not need one. If someone had told me then how things would pan out then I would have laughed in there face and told them . “That wasn’t me , I am not the type to be defined by a guy.” When the night ended and when Sophie was named prom queen and I saw how happy that had made her. I felt that nothing would ever matter as much as this. Most of the girls were jealous and thought Sophie did not deserve to win. Inside I felt that there could be no one else who deserved it as much as she did. I hated the comments that the rude girls made and I despised the fact that they would insult Sophie in the way they did. I knew they were cruel but that night jealously took over. I arrived home to find that my mom had waited up for me. She sat in the living room with her favourite book and sipped away at a hot chocolate. I walked in and her eyes light up . W e talked for ages about everything that had happened at prom . S he was a little surprised that Sophie was crowned prom queen however; she felt that Sophie needed that in her life and was glad that it made her so happy. We sat by the fire and talked for hours and there was a distinctive smell of her favourite perfume , which filled the air , as I lay closer to my mom . I will always remember that night and remember the aroma of Chanel no5. 
    “Alanna are you asleep?” I hear a low voice say.  I open my eyes and I see Katharine poking her head in through the door. I shift up into the bed and focus my eyes on her. When I do, I am reminded of her beauty. Her shoulder length , strawberry - blonde hair is slicked back into a hig h bun. She is dressed in black, a button - up cashmere sweater and black skinny jeans. He r long legs look even longer than before as she towers with her six-inch heels on. She has a look of concern on her face. I hope that there is nothing