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Aftertaste (Sin #2)
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Complete, First published Feb 01, 2020
Mature
Aftertaste, noun
Af·ter·taste
: persistence of a sensation (as of flavor or an emotion) after the stimulating agent or experience has gone

There was once a time she was running away from her life, from people, from everything and everyone; running as far as she could.

Now, she's running towards it. She's running towards happiness. Towards love. Towards him. 

She got to experience a different life. With him. She got the taste of being with him. Now this is the aftertaste; the taste that lingers afterwards. 

This is what it's like to be loved by Sin.
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