Love's A Game

Love's A Game

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mié, nov 8, 2023
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Romance
She's a girl living in New York City with big dreams and very little room for distraction. He's a guy with a future that was planned for him from the moment he was born and a talent that most disregard. They both have very little room for error. When a drunken night out lands them both in a whirlwind of lies, how will they survive, who will make it out? When it comes to this love story, there may be more broken promises than broken hearts. "I couldn't help but think this could last beyond my daydreams." ~ "Watching the features I've come to love about her turn into a tangle of distraught and anger, I can't help but think about if this was worth it. Of course it was." Started: 1/2/23
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"Get out," he sighed. "N-" I got out. "Nah, you can go," he shook his head. "Babe," I called out, but he wasn't having it. "I fucking risked my life trying to protect you. I almost died trying to save you! And when I couldn't, I sat by your side everyday until you could recover! Get the fuck outta here witfh that no contact shit," he shook his head. "B-but," I sobbed. "Nah, Sage," he shook his head. "I attended your stupid relationship therapy sessions hoping you'd at least give me a chance. You asked me to choose, and I chose you. It didn't even feel like a choice! I always put you first! You still won't give me a fucking chance. What more do you want from me? Huh?" "Your forgiveness," I replied, a tear escaping my eye. "Forgiveness?" he chuckled while shaking his head. He took something up and flung it at the door again. "God, Sage," he shook his head. "Please, just leave. Maybe then I can stop hurting." "Nick," I sobbed, but he wouldn't even look at me. "You obviously don't care how I feel. You're gonna do you no matter what. I honestly expected better from you," he said. "Just get the fuck out my face."

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