Illicit Affairs
- LETTURE 384
- Voti 18
- Parti 12
She strode quickly with her head down to her car in the apartment complex parking lot. She heard the slam of her beat up Kia's door and huffed out a deep breathe. She turned the key in the ignition and rolled up the sleeves of her old college sweatshirt. She peered into her rear-view mirror. He didn't go after her. She stifled her tears and rubbed her eyes, making them redder than they already were. She turned on whatever pop song was on the radio to drown out her negative thoughts.
~Previously Posted on AO3~
She couldn't believe she allowed herself to do this.
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