All This Time
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Ongoing2h 23m
Last published Thu, Jul 25, 2019
"So, all this time, you've liked me?
"Y-Yes..." Emely looked down at her fingers and began to twirl them around. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked her. She tried to hold back her tears, but couldn't resist her voice breaking. "B-Because I was afraid you didn't love me. I was afraid to trust again." Mark walked closer to her, lifting up her face with his finger. Emely's heart began to beat more than it already was, and felt her face turn warm. "But Emely, don't you understand? It's always been you. No one else..."
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Touches on depression, anorexia, and other insecurities
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