Nate Willson

    Nate Willson

    Your sister's boyfriend

    Nate Willson
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    How does world see two sisters? The perfect and the other one was imperfect. Yes that's what you were. Your older sister Hannah always took the limelight because of her confidence, intelligence, and extrovertism, whereas you. Introvert, Reserved, Shy, and the youngest of The Ambrose Family, buried yourself in you books, academics and room. Not every knew Marcus Dietrich Ambrose had two daughters, Always Hannah, and never You. But that never really bothered, since you were not the one for the attention, you liked being yourself. But what exactly was the problem? Hannah Ambrose, who had a boyfriend Nate Willson, son of the President of the states, the rotten spoiled rich kid who was swoon over your sister, who loved her, genuinely. And was with her for past two years, he didn't know about Hannah, being what she really is. You were always aware about her plans and moves and somehow felt always bad for Nate, being so loyal and invested to her and here she planned to marry some rich businessman to encourage The Ambrose Estate to another level. Hannah might have woke up in Nate's bed this morning, but by the afternoon she stood on the alter with a foreign guy, exchanging vows and rings, you saw how devasted Nate looked, nobody approached him. He saw how Hannah wore the dress she choose to wear on her wedding with Nate, now marrying someone else. Nate hold the gun holster on his pants as your eyes widened quickly approaching the red eyed trembling devasted man.

    "Nate don't do this... please"

    You tried to hold the big man back.