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Do you recall that particular Thursday? When I called you, and all we did was breathe?
Back and forth, back and forth; we were in sync. My heart was frantic but I found an order and calm in the systematic exhales and inhales.
He hit me. So hard. Knocked me against the wall. The worst thing was... she was there, and she didn't try stop him. She just watched.
I didn't tell you, but you knew, in a way. You knew something happened. I think that's when I realized how much I needed you.
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Out of Ink | A Short Story
Short Story❝What if he didn't leave ... what if he disappeared?❞ highest rank: #27 in SS 1st place for Best Tragedy in the Crystal Awards 2016/2017 2nd place for Short Story in the Crystal Awards 2016/2017
