Some people are able to read the warnings mother nature gives us before a storm. They are able to recognise the different types of and clouds winds and what they mean without being geographers or whatever the hell one needs to be in order to know such things. They simply have that natural connection with the first of all mothers.
I, am not one of those people.
Perhaps that's why I didn't see the signs that he was a tropical storm ready obliterate every thing in its path, and unfortunately for me, that is exactly where I was. Right in front of him.
And destroy me he did...
I knew the second my green orbits met his blue ones that he was no ordinary man, but I had no way of guessing the amount of damage he would inflict in my life. I was not given the gift of foreseeing such things, or else, I would have seen how he was going to leave me utterly destroyed and would have in turn, kept my distance.
Although every story has two sides, right now, I am only capable of thinking about the dark side, and the desolate state my soul has been left in.
But, however painful it might be, I must relay everything again inorder to try and decipher where it all went wrong because I don't know for sure. All I know is that he's gone and I am left here absoltely wrecked.
So, here it goes...
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After The Storm (On Hold)
RomanceNichole lives a lonely life. With an alcoholic mother and an abusive father she longs to escape her life. The opportunity presents itself when she is saved from a tragic incident by a man with some very dark demons of his own. He becomes her guardia...
