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It was midnight .
You didn't go to bed .
Instead
You sit at the table .
With head in your hands .
I stepped closer towards you .
Wrapped my arm around your shoulder .
And you pulled me into a warm hug .
I got you .
YOU ARE READING
Agony
Short StoryThe diary where the husband turned to such a monster and the wife slowly dying. #561 in short story on 17.09.16
