In Pursuit of Sincerity
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Sincere didn't think that she would be a divorced mother of two running to freedom at 35. She dreamed of a love like her parents, where the love lasts beyond death. Where the only shouting that happened were the declarations of love to each other from the rooftops. She knows now not every good dream will make it past REM sleep. Moving eight hours from her hometown with her children, she is desperately in pursuit of the beautiful life she once knew and now deserves.
This is In Pursuit of Sincerity.
This story deals with domestic violence. Please read with caution if anything gets too heavy. There should not be a lot of it, but there will be mentions of it.
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