ONCE BROKEN TWICE HEALED

ONCE BROKEN TWICE HEALED

Phidre001
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That tuesday evening, walking out the front door with my dad a terrible accident occured rght in front of my eyes that left a grip of fear on me whenever i think of that dayπŸ˜“. It was valentine and dad had promised i and mom a late night dinner at moun-Ti-gous.it had rained heavily that day, we were both on our way to see mom, just as we had left the house, at the middle of a T-junction , dad hot runover by a hit and run driver, rushing him to the hospital all by myself had been very difficult and so getting to the hospital, he had given up the ghost. I never forgot that day as it still leaves memories amd flashbacks of how it had all taken place. And till today the event still hunts me like it happened yesterday. ********************************************************************************************************************************************************************* Lets see what happens next in this story, will she be able to move on and forget the event that had taken place some years back....or.will she still dewell in the past... Read further to find out what will happen next
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𝑳𝑰𝑴𝑰𝑻𝑺 βœ”

"I'll ask again," He says with an husky finish on his voice, leaving his sitting position over to mine and squatting in front of me "Have you ever consider me as your type of guy?" I have the answer to that question already in my heart and he looking closely into my eyes freezes them from coming out. He's close, again, too close. Before I know what is happening, he steals my last words, like knowing exactly what I want to say next and preventing me from saying them. Μ·*Μ·*Μ·*Μ·*Μ·*Μ·*Μ·*Μ· π‘Ήπ’π’Žπ’‚π’π’„π’† π’˜π’‚π’” 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝑬𝒏𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 π’‡π’Šπ’“π’”π’• 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’…π’–π’Žπ’‘π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝒂 π’‘π’“π’†π’ˆπ’π’‚π’π’„π’š π’ƒπ’“π’π’Œπ’† 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 π’ƒπ’Šπ’•π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’Šπ’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 π’‘π’Šπ’„π’Œπ’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒖𝒑 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’π’Šπ’‡π’†, π’‰π’–π’”π’•π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’ƒπ’†π’•π’˜π’†π’†π’ 𝒋𝒐𝒃𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’„π’‚π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’…π’‚π’–π’ˆπ’‰π’•π’†π’“, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 π’ˆπ’Šπ’—π’† 𝒖𝒑 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑡𝒐𝒕 π’–π’π’•π’Šπ’ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’‚π’„π’„π’Šπ’…π’†π’π’•π’‚π’ 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝑾𝒂𝒍𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍, π’…π’‚π’“π’Œ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’‰π’‚π’π’…π’”π’π’Žπ’† π’‘π’π’‚π’šπ’ƒπ’π’š π’˜π’‰π’ 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’ƒπ’π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’π’Šπ’‡π’† π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒔 π’π’Šπ’Žπ’Šπ’•π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’π’” π’Šπ’π’•π’ 𝒂 π’π’Šπ’‡π’† π’˜π’‰π’†π’“π’† π’Šπ’• π’Šπ’” π’Šπ’Žπ’‘π’π’”π’”π’Šπ’ƒπ’π’† 𝒕𝒐 π’π’Šπ’—π’† π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰π’π’–π’• π’‰π’Šπ’Ž.

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