Ugly Love Episode 1 (New romance) (French Edition)

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morning, so I’ll leave that to him. I change into a pair of sweats and a tank top, then brush my teeth and get ready for bed. Normally, I would be nervous about the fact that there’s a stranger in the same apartment I’m in, but I have a feeling I don’t need to worry. Corbin would never ask me to help someone he felt might be a threat to me in any way. Which confuses me, because if this is common behavior for Miles, I’m surprised Corbin asked me to bring him inside. Corbin has never trusted guys with me, and I blame Blake for that. He was my first serious boyfriend when I was fifteen, and he was Corbin’s best friend. Blake was seventeen, and I had a huge crush on him for months. Of course, my friends and I had huge crushes on most of Corbin’s friends, simply because they were older than we were. Blake would come over most weekends to stay the night with Corbin, and we always seemed to find a way to spend time together when Corbin wasn’t paying attention. One thing led to another, and after several weekends of sneaking around, Blake told me he wanted to make our relationship official. The problem Blake didn’t foresee was how Corbin would react once Blake broke my heart. And boy, did he break it. As much as a fifteen-year-old heart can be broken after the span of a two-week secret relationship. Turned out he was officially dating quite a few girls during the two weeks he was with me. Once Corbin found out, their friendship was over, and all of Corbin’s friends were warned not to come near me. I found it almost impossible to date in high school until after Corbin finally moved away. Even then, though, the guys had heard horror stories and tended to steer clear of Corbin’s little sister. As much as I hated it then, I would more than welcome it now. I’ve had my fair share of relationships go wrong since high school. I lived with my most recent boyfriend for more than a year before we realized we Merry, Stephanie (January 20, 2022). "On TikTok, crying is encouraged. Colleen Hoover's books get the job done". The Washington Post . Retrieved February 11, 2022. Because we don’t know how to stop.” She’s right. “You’re going to Michigan in seven months, and I’ll be here in San Francisco. Maybe that’s our answer.” She nods. “Seven months?” I nod. I touch her lips with my finger, because her lips are the kind of lips that need appreciating, even when they aren’t being kissed. “We do this for seven months. We don’t tell anyone. Then . . .” I stop talking, because I don’t know how to say the words We stop. “Then we stop,” she whispers. “Then we stop,” I agree. She nods, and I can actually hear our countdown begin. I kiss her, and it feels even better now that we have a plan. “We’ve got this, Rachel.” She smiles in agreement. “We’ve got this, Miles.” I give her mouth the appreciation it deserves. I’m gonna love you for seven months, Rachel. Six years earlier “Why is everything yellow?” My dad is standing in the doorway to Rachel’s bedroom, looking at the few items we’ve collected in the months since he’s known about the pregnancy. “It looks like Big Bird threw up in here.” Rachel laughs. She’s standing at the bathroom mirror, putting the finishing touches on her makeup. I’ve been lying on her bed, watching her. “We don’t want to know if it’s a boy or a girl, so we’re buying gender-neutral colors.” Rachel answers my dad’s question as if it were one of many, but we both know it’s the first. He hasn’t asked about the pregnancy. He doesn’t ask about our plans. He usually leaves the room if Rachel and I are both in it. Lisa isn’t much different. She’s not past the point of disappointment or sadness yet, so we don’t push it. It’ll take time, so Rachel and I are giving that to them. Right now, Rachel only has me to talk to about the baby, He pulls out a spool of thread and hands it to me. “Do your best.” “It’s not like I’m sewing on a damn button, Miles.” “I’m not spending the whole day in an emergency room for a cut. Just do what you can. I’ll be fine.” I don’t want him to spend the day in an emergency room, either. That means he wouldn’t be here. “If your hand gets infected and you die, I’m denying any part in this.” “If my hand gets infected and I die, I’d be too dead to blame you.” “Good point,” I say. I clean his wound again, then take the supplies I’ll need and lay them out on the counter. I can’t get a good angle with how we’re positioned, so I stand up and prop my leg on the edge of the tub. I put his hand on my leg. I put his hand on my leg. Oh, hell. This isn’t gonna work with his arm draped across my leg like this. If I want my hands to remain calm and not shake, I’m going to need to reposition us. “This won’t work,” I say, turning to face him. I take his hand and rest it on the counter, then stand directly in front of him. The other way worked better, but I can’t have him touching my leg while I do this. “It’s gonna hurt,” I warn. He laughs as though he knows pain and to him, this isn’t pain. I pierce his skin with the needle, and he doesn’t even flinch. He doesn’t make a sound. He watches me work quietly. Every now and then, he looks up from my hand and watches my face. We don’t speak, like always. I try to ignore him. I try to focus on his hand and his wound and how it desperately needs to be closed, but our faces are so close, and I can feel his breath on my cheek every time he exhales. And he begins to exhale a lot.

He grins. “As a matter of fact, I do. Seems in my past life, I was shot right in the ass. Must have bled out.”As the novel unfolds, Tate and Miles go through a roller coaster of ups and downs, as Miles struggles to open up to Tate about his past and Tate struggles to understand and accept the person Miles is. Their love story is not an easy one, but it’s one that will leave you rooting for them till the very end. With twists and turns, “ Ugly Love” will keep you guessing till the very end. It’s a novel that will make you laugh, cry, and most importantly, believe in the power of love. Now, let’s dig into the structure of the scene within this first chapter so we can see how and why everything works. To do this, we’re going to use the scene structure I laid out in this article. If you’re a fan of The Story Grid by Shawn Coyne, you will recognize this structure. Chapter #1 - Tate POV

Ugly Love is a popular contemporary romance novel by #1 New York Times bestselling author Colleen Hoover. She’s arguably the most popular novelist with young female readers these days, who are left emotionally gripped by the circumstances her characters face in love, and her book specifically title Ugly Love is certainly no exception.

There’s a weird voice in my head, singing, “Na-na-nana boo-boo. He stole my number.” I’m such a child.

The primary emotion Colleen Hoover evokes in this opening chapter is concern—mainly for Miles. It’s very clear that something bad has happened to him, but we don’t know what or when. We read to find out what made him this upset, but also to find out if he’s going to get together with Tate or not. 7. STAKES: Why should readers care what happens next? DEAFENING SCREAM. I cover my ears with my hands. I cover my heart with armor. I cough until I can breathe again. I open my eyes. We’re in a boat.Willingham, A. J. (August 27, 2023). "Colleen Hoover is the hottest author in America. She also may be the most controversial". CNN . Retrieved August 28, 2023. pillow down and urge him onto it. “Go to sleep, Miles,” I say gently. His eyes are so full of hurt when he drops to the pillow. “You hate me so much,” he says as he grabs my hand. His eyes fall shut again, and he releases a heavy sigh. I stare at him silently, allowing him to keep hold of my hand until he’s quiet and still and there aren’t any more tears. I pull my hand away from his, but I stay by his side for a few minutes longer. Even though he’s asleep, he somehow still looks as if he’s in a world of pain. His eyebrows are furrowed, and his breathing is sporadic, failing to fall into a peaceful pattern. For the first time, I notice a faint, jagged scar, about four inches long, that runs smoothly across the entire right side of his jaw. It stops just two inches shy of his lips. I have the strange urge to touch it and run my finger down the length of it, but instead, my hand reaches up to his hair. It’s short on the sides, a little longer on the top, and just the perfect blend of brown and blond. I stroke his hair, comforting him, even though he may not deserve it. This guy may deserve every single bit of the remorse he’s feeling for whatever he did to Rachel, but at least he’s feeling it. I have to give him that much. Whatever he did to Rachel, at least he loves her enough to regret it. He’s looking at my cl**vage again when we reach floor ten. “I can help you with that,” he says, nodding toward my suitcase. His voice is nice. I wonder how many girls have fallen for that married voice. He walks toward me and reaches to the panel, bravely pressing the button that closes the doors. UtopYA Awards Winners Announced". My Bookopolis. Archived from the original on June 28, 2014 . Retrieved July 10, 2014. walks out the door. I fall into my chair. He’s so nice. I could get used to this. I pull my notebook in front of me and begin studying. About half an hour passes, and then I get a text from him. Miles: How’s the homework going?

Miles visits Rachel in the present day. She is now married and has a daughter, and she explains that she found happiness again.

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That was the conversation that led to this moment. Me, sitting in front of my dad on the couch. My dad, telling me something I don’t care to hear. “I would have told you sooner, Miles. I just—” “Felt guilty?” I interrupt. “Like you’re doing something wrong?” His eyes meet mine, and I begin to feel bad for saying what I said, but I push the feeling down and keep going. “She’s been dead less than a year.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, I want to throw up. He doesn’t like being judged, especially by me. He’s used to my supporting his decisions. Hell, I’mused to supporting his decisions. Until now, I always thought he made good ones. “Look, I know this is hard for you to accept, but I need your support. You have no idea how hard it’s been for me to move on since she died.” “Hard?” I’m standing. I’m raising my voice. I’m acting like I give a shit for some reason, when I really don’t. I That’s where he met and fell in love with the new girl, Rachel, only to learn that she was actually the daughter of his father’s new girlfriend, who Miles believes to be his father’s mistress while his mother was dying. And goodness, when the truth is finally revealed, IT. IS. UGLY. Gut wrenching. Shattering. I was breathless. In tears. Everything fell into place. I got it.