The night was flashy, cacophonous and full of forthcoming foreshadowing, specially in that late bleachella bob, the velvet Monique Lhuillier with abstract floral as snakeskin print and the crazy choker. Accepting the her namesake award courtesy of BMI had been a blast.
If only she had come home to a quiet night with the cats.
Instead, Adam was waiting for her, itching to pick yet another fight over the topic they have both memorized in the past year. He'd just returned from a club doing Lord knows what and was clearly not in his state of mind to process his own wordings, let alone hers. After a torturous hour and a half, she got rid of him for the night.
But she needed a solid reason to do that permanently. And fast.
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أدب الهواةAll she wants is to have somewhat of a peaceful life but that's wishful thinking when you're a ten-time Grammy award winner. Taylor Swift's already drama-filled life gets more complicated as she searches for a way to get rid of her boyfriend of one...
