Untitled Rough Drafter I'm Calling it "Part 2 Draft"
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Some would say I made my bed it’s time I lie in it. Some would say, what I did I had every tragic thing done to me coming. This is in the mind of a survivor, I could hear the crashing waves as my eyes flutter open. I look over as I feel his warm body holding me I knew this felt right I just didn’t want to admit it. He isn’t married but you slept with your best friend’s boyfriend. I try to rationalise this, but it is impossible. I look into his eyes holding his cheek pondering how can something that should be wrong feel so right.
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Louise Blake-Michael (Risen Phoenix)
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