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Addicted To You.
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Ongoing, First published Jan 14, 2019
Mature
It was November 2010 when we met, Nothing prepared me for seeing him that first time, little did I know I would be opening myself up to a whole different world from Pain, Jealousy, Anger, and Addiction, but most importantly my first and only love.

This story is True and based on my life, Story of Danielle & Harry. Everything is true apart from our names, I have put more of a story spin on it for the love story. But This is about Real addiction problems, How supporting a Alcoholic has affected my life in so many ways, Good and bad. it's to be taken seriously, Anyone suffering with an addiction or is the Wife/Partner of a Addict, you are far from alone, your story may relate to mine, or be worse. But this is a glimpse at my life, what it was before, has been and is now. Enjoy.

This is also my first story so be kind to me in the comments... Thank you.
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