This is a Very Big Step...

So, I am posting a first draft version of the very beginning of my novel. I'm pretty nervous about doing this, because I am usually very private about what I write. But I created this public blog for a reason, so here it goes....

Prologue:
I could only think of him. His face, his words, his actions all blurred together in my mind. I watched the torrential downpour from my window and tried to escape, but it only made it worse. I knew he was sitting alone in his lowly shack, listening to the rain pour relentlessly onto his roof, and watching helplessly as it continued to seep inside. I did not belong here. My place was in his arms and my heart could never be whole, knowing that I would never be there again.

Chapter One:
The hallway was dark, except for a flickering light at the end. My feet barely made a sound as I stealthily crept towards the light. Dangerous as it was, I had no choice but to go this way, as there was no other path out of the house at this time of night.
A sudden, loud cough echoed through the the entire first floor, sending a hot flash of anxiety through my body. A chair creaked and the thud of a man’s feet sounded closer and closer to the hallway in which I was fearfully residing in. The cold, calculating face of a violent man appeared in the doorway, his venomous eyes piercing into the darkness, looking for an excuse to assert his power, whether it be towards an intruder or a family member.
Seeing that there was no one, he stomped back into the other room, leaving me to take a quiet, but deep breath of relief. As I silently made my way to the front door, I gently rubbed the sore spot on my upper arm, knowing full well what would have happened if my uncle had caught me sneaking out of the house.
The night air instantly chilled my skin, but its presence signaled my long sought after freedom. The silent, swaying trees were my refuge, and like silent guardians, they embraced me, keeping my body secret from those who would not approve of my late night tryst.
After a few exhilarating and slightly frightening moments, I saw the warm lights of a house so familiar and comforting to me. Careful to keep my cloak securely over my face, I ran towards the humble cottage, my heart singing in excitement as it thudded in my chest.
I did not even have to knock.
“Daniel,” I whispered breathlessly.
“My sweet Lizzy.” He smiled before embracing me so tenderly, it was as if no time had passed since we had last seen each other.
“How was your journey?” I asked as we both settled in.
“Fine, once I actually set off, but getting to that point was quite the task. My parents did not want me to leave at all.”
“They miss you, I suppose.”
“Ah, if only their intentions were that pure. My father does not think it is wise of me to move away from the family, when they have moved to a place far more thriving than here. My mother told me it was pure foolishness to live in this crumbling cottage.”
“I love this home, though, no matter what state of decay it is in. This is where I grew up, where I had so many fun memories of us.”
“Well, despite what your parents say, I am so happy you came back. I was very sad when you left and I remained that way until I got your letter, informing me of your return.”
“Imagine how much sorrow I had, knowing I had to leave you. Now that I am here though, I never want to be separated from you again.”
Smiling, he placed his hand on mine, tendering caressing my fingers with his. Nervously, he moved closer to me, and carefully brought his lips to mine, giving me the kiss I had so longed for since his departure.
“I will be with you always,” I breathlessly murmured.