Naked he stood…the one I loved…a complete disgrace, unlike any other. At the door of the bedroom, I made my grand entrance, unannounced. Jasmine clutched the scarlet sheets, a portrait of deceit I pain to envision, alarming my inner senses that everything I once thought true was now revealed to be a lie.
Agony spread, like wildfire, my perception of love left in ashes, leaving me alone to wonder… Is love worth the risk of getting burned?
Maggie
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