Margaret POV.
"so, Sharon killed herself? why in sam-hell would she do that?" my dad asked. "Steve, watch your language." mom snapped. "I noticed rope burn on her neck at the funeral." I muttered. everyone was turned around facing me, "what?" mom asked, "rope burn. so, she hung herself?" I questioned. "obviously. what a mistake." mom muttered. "what was that?" I asked, because I honestly did not have a clue. "you Margaret! you were a bitter little mistake!" tony gasped, Howard sighed, dad muttered something about Peggy having too much wine, I just stood there, shocked, then, as a hand came and slapped me so hard I fell over, gasping for air, that just about killed my mothers buzz. but the tears were already streaming down my face. I sprinted to the garage, opened the door, and got on my dads old motor cycle. as I sped down the streets of Brooklyn, I decided it was best to go to the antique store, live out my life there.
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authors note-okay, this chapter made me so sad while writing it! I'm bawling, and it doesn't help that I'm listening to 'a thousand years' by Christina Perry sooooo sad!.
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The right partner (a steve rogers/peggy carter love story)
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