Holding On

Holding On

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Romance
He came at a time when she needed reassurance. And reassurance he gave, fixing love in it too. He spread light in her. Coming as a little candle, lighting her heart in brighter flames. Restoring her. She doubted she could fly but he took her broken wings and taught her. The air in the clouds was very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. But . . . all good things come to an end. The saying, "good comes to an end but all bad can continue" was making its roots firm in her. But . . . there should be hope, right? #romance #psychological fiction #contemporary erotic romance #erotic fiction #erotic romance #contemporary romance #Fiction/Romance/Teen-fiction -Adult-fiction/Romance/Contemporary
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I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?

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