Something shifted.
The woman who made her brother torture me for ages was the same woman who made me feel safe. The one who loved me The one who believed in my talent. She was dead.
I couldn't differentiate between what was fake and what wasn't anymore. But I knew one thing.
As bad as it may sound.
I was glad she died.
I didn't want to see her in jail and feel sympathy for her. I would've gone to visit her and she would've messed my mind up even more.
I was crying silently. I should stop. But I couldn't.
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after all this? Content belo What
But my eyes didn't listen they had a mind of their own.
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Through my blurry eyes I saw the two figures exit the room
Ron's figure started t a distraction...net
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The moment he turned around, I reached out grapping a fistful of the scrub he was wearing. "Stay." This one word was enough to make him get into bed spooning me, pulling me into his warm chest. That was all I needed.
Someone to hold my shattered pieces.ââââ
A Girl's Diary
Chapter 60 - Sarcasm Is Not An Attitude, It's An Art
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Dead Alive
Dead Alive
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