Damned Sundays

Damned Sundays

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Sundays were meant for relaxing. Not for having panic attacks. Clara had used to love Sundays. She would stay in her pyjamas the entire day, watching television and eating chocolate. She loved Sundays. Or at least she'd used to. Then she'd decided to become a wedding planner, and Sunday had become the day of her nightmares. But maybe Sundays had its good sides too...
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It was meant to be a simple evening. A short walk to a nearby restaurant. A disappointing blind date. A quick awkward dinner. Back home to my book. Gain peace from my meddling friends for a few months, before they'd try to set me up with someone again. If I'd only known how my life was about to change in a flash of light.

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