Your motives are tasteless, but my mouth is fixed with the bitterness and sweetness of your defeat when my worst fear sweeps me right off my feet, screaming, forgive me, but forgiveness is a shadow of a memory. It's been replaced by something that calls my name, but it doesn't feel the same.
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Dusting Off Dreams
RomanceHannah's grandmother passed away, and while boxing her belongings in the attic, she notices a journal about her grandmother's life and her short stories. Hannah realizes her grandmother understood what she was going through. Margo feels horrible for...
