Everyone Is Flawed {Completed}

Sequel to Flawless In His Eyes.

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Losing someone you love hurts. I'm confident in my manhood to admit that it's painful and yeah, I suck at grieving. So what?

The only problem with grieving, is that it's only acceptable when said loved one died.

I lost her because she left. By choice.

Now that... that was a stab through the chest and we only have Dora the explorer band-aids in the first aid kit.
It's clear why I'm still pretty messed up over our impromptu break-up.

I have nothing to grieve.

Bourbon taste better than tears anyway.

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One phone call.
One French guy named Phillip.
One coffee as black as my soul.

The formula.

That's all it took for me to find her.

Four years.

That's how long it took to tweek the formula and POOF...
Well, the outcome is obviously the story.