Come Back To Me

Come Back To Me

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jul 19, 2020
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He had everything, from a successful business to the looks of a model and countless girls lining up. She had been arranged with him for business purposes, she was conservative and quiet she didn't grow up with the money. He brought women home after the wedding whilst she stayed humble and loyal and let it happen. She was broken, so she left. Just to have him show up at her door 3 months later willing to reveal her secrets if she didn't agree to his conditions. One of which being one she had run away from. Updates everyday Friday and Tuesday!
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"Get out," he sighed. "N-" I got out. "Nah, you can go," he shook his head. "Babe," I called out, but he wasn't having it. "I fucking risked my life trying to protect you. I almost died trying to save you! And when I couldn't, I sat by your side everyday until you could recover! Get the fuck outta here witfh that no contact shit," he shook his head. "B-but," I sobbed. "Nah, Sage," he shook his head. "I attended your stupid relationship therapy sessions hoping you'd at least give me a chance. You asked me to choose, and I chose you. It didn't even feel like a choice! I always put you first! You still won't give me a fucking chance. What more do you want from me? Huh?" "Your forgiveness," I replied, a tear escaping my eye. "Forgiveness?" he chuckled while shaking his head. He took something up and flung it at the door again. "God, Sage," he shook his head. "Please, just leave. Maybe then I can stop hurting." "Nick," I sobbed, but he wouldn't even look at me. "You obviously don't care how I feel. You're gonna do you no matter what. I honestly expected better from you," he said. "Just get the fuck out my face."

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