It's Stephen's time
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Last published Thu, May 17, 2018
His ego took him further this time. He didn't just open a portal to another planet but to another dimension. How will he go back home? He doesn't even remember how he managed to get there in the first place. Where was him? It surely looked like London, but everything seemed... different.
She just received a call. It was important. Probably the most important call she got in a lot of time, although she hoped she never got that call again. She ran, the fastest her legs allowed her to. And suddenly she crashed into him. That man... It couldn't be possible... but it was, wasn't it?
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She misses him, she wonders if he ever thinks of her too now that he's gone. She needs to get over him and find someone new, so that's exactly what she did. She found someone new and fell deeply in love with, more and more each day... but then she woke up and her world was twisted upside down, she never thought she'd be so confused in her life...
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