ᴸʸʳᶦᶜˢ
ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ:
ᴵ'ᵐ ᶜᵒᵐᶦⁿ' ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ.
ᴬⁿᵈ ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵐᶦⁿᵈ.
ᵀʰᵃᵗ ᴵ'ᵐ ʷᵃˢᵗᶦⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ.
ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒᵒ.
ᴱᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵐᶦⁿᵉ.
ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᶦⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉ.ᴾʳᵉ-ᶜʰᵒʳᵘˢ:
ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵒⁿ, ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃᵗ, ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ.
ᴵ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ʸᵒᵘ ᵘᵖ, ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ⁿᵃᵖ.
ᴬ ˡᶦᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵍᵃˢᵒˡᶦⁿᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ᵐᵃᵗᶜʰ.
ᶜʰᵒʳᵘˢ:
ʸᵒᵘ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᶦᵗ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᶜᵒˡᵈ.ᴮʳᶦᵈᵍᵉ:
ᵀʰᶦˢ ᵃᶦⁿ'ᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ.
ᵀʰᶦˢ ᶦˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ.
ᵂᵃᵏᵉ ᵘᵖ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ.
ᴷⁿᵒʷ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ, ⁿᵉᵉᵈ, ⁿᵉᵉᵈ, ⁿᵉᵉᵈ.
ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ:
ᴵ'ᵐ ᶜᵒᵐᶦⁿ' ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ.
ˢᵒ ᴵ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵐᶦⁿᵈ.
ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒᵒ.
ᴱᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵐᶦⁿᵉ.
ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᶦⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉ.ᵖʳᵉ-ᶜʰᵒʳᵘˢ:
ᶜᵃⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ᶜʳᵒˢˢᵉᵈ ᶦᵗ?
ᴾᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʷᵉᵃᵗ ᵘᵖ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᶦˢ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵒˢʰ ᵖᶦᵗ
ᵀʰᶦⁿᵏ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ᵘᵖ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᶦˢ, ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ᵐᵉ.
ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵉᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰʳᵒʷ ᵃ ᶠᶦᵗ.ᶜʰᵒʳᵘˢ:
ʸᵒᵘ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᶦᵗ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᶜᵒˡᵈ.-
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"𝓦elcome to our engagement party. Jordan and Ava." Mitchell read out loud. He stared at the welcome sign as he sipped on a seltzer. He and his best friend Jordan always thought he'd get married first.
Jordan had always been on the fence about marriage, but it was something Mitchell had always wanted, having come from a long lineage of long and healthy marriages.
Even he thought he'd be married now. He might be if he hadn't gotten caught up with the woman who ruined his life.
The woman who became his drug. A poison that he ate, breathed and slept on a daily. If she called he answered. If she needed him, he dropped everything.