Drowning | ✔
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Complete Tue, Apr 20, 20212h 9m
She's slowly drowning in her heavy burdens, her past, her fears. She doesn't know how much longer she can hold on, her every breath becoming harder to take as she struggles to survive. Her past haunts her, her now unstable, and her future unknown.
But then she meets him. And he makes her wonder if maybe, for a second even, she could have happiness. But everything takes a twist when someone unexpected comes back into her life.
A year of pain and torture. A few days of happiness and love. Can she keep it this time? Can she save herself? Or will she simply drown?
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