And in that Moment

And in that Moment

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jan 18, 2015
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Romance
I had everything any seventeen year old could ever want. But in time, all good things come to an end. My home and parents were eaten by the flames of a fire started by arson. And there I was: orphaned and alone. But I couldn't help but think about the firefighter that saved me from the blaze. I knew I had to meet him. I had to thank him for that night. But I never assumed that I'd fall so hard so fast. He did this thing to my mind, I couldn't think straight and despite what happened, I found myself smiling again. And loving, Michael, my firefighter. And living. And finally letting go of my past. But life couldn't always be that easy. Happily ever afters didn't come without a price.. The man who killed my parents, wanted me as well, and he wouldn't stop until he had me. I knew I needed Michael, I knew I needed my firefighter to come to my rescue again. And I knew that he would.
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