Prolouge

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I wiped the tears that flooded my face as I tried to continue the endless pattern of pounding to my skin with the small powder brush.

The world felt like it was crumbling from the inside out. Every day I adapted to being who I was and I wasn't afraid, but I knew I wasn't remotely perfect for him.

I wanted just to have his hold, and feel his warm skin against mine. I hope I can at least see him in the crowds of his show or at a local restaurant, I missed his smile, his eyes, his lustful contact, his embrace.

I wondered what it'd feel like to be in his future wife's shoes, to be loved by such a great mad

What if I was his lover, what if I was your girlfriend?

What if I was his lover, what if I was your girlfriend?

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