Her Diary
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"Shut up," Mark whispered, face inching towards hers. "Just shut up and kiss me, dammit." Madison froze. His face was only about an inch or maybe even closer than that.
"I-I can't. You're getting married." Mark's lids slowly closed, breathing in Madison's strawberry scented breath.
"Kiss me. Convince me that I should leave her and be with you. Just kiss me." That's all she needed to close the gap between them and have their lips locked.
~~~~~
January 25, '13.
Madison started a diary to help her keep the little bit of sanity she has left. It's all because of him. This engaged man drives her mad.
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