this is back in tim's point of view
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She ran out of the doorway in a blur.
Maybe it wasn't her that was blurry; maybe it was my eyes with a film of tears.
How could I do that to her when she was already so broken?
I shoved Ella off me and stood up, gripping my head in my hands. My fingers dug into my scalp, enough to hurt.
Ella looked down shamefully at her feet, pulling on her shirt and shoving her bra inside her handbag that sat on the kitchen bench. "I'm sorry, Tim." She said. Her hair curtained her face, before she shook it away and looked up. Her eyes were dark. "Good luck. I'll um - I'll see you around."
And with that, she left too.
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comment your thoughts! poor olivia and ella! do you feel sorry for tim though as well??
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Burns (sequel to bruises)
Ficção AdolescenteHe enveloped me in his arms, his touch warm, as it always had been. He kissed the side of my throat, the spot where my pulse throbbed in a steady rhythm that became quicker when he kissed it, and his kiss was the same as it always had been. He smi...
