To: Barcelona From: Paris

To: Barcelona From: Paris

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Every relationship has a story, every story has chapters, and pages, and paragraphs, sentences, words, and diction, every story has a purpose. Delaney Jones believed in this idea of a greater power bringing her everything she wished, she dreamed, she prayed, she smiled, she laughed. What Delaney Jones experienced is what she would describe to anyone who was only looking on the outside is happiness. An unadulterated, perpetual happiness. What no one else every knew is what happened on the inside. Like a flickering flame in the midst of a hurricane, with the rain falling down, the wind blowing constantly; Delaney's heart fought to stay strong, to stay whole, to stay in love while everything she knew was crumbling around her.
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