The First Lover
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 29m
  • Reads 226
  • Votes 28
  • Parts 13
  • Time 29m
Ongoing, First published Mar 05, 2015
'I THOUGHT YOU ARE DIFFERENT HARRY' I said furiously as I pace around the living room. 

'I'm sorry Sandra I-' Harry said but I cut him off by saying, 

'APOLOGIZING TO ME WON'T REVERSE ANYTHING HAZZ' I looked at him in the eye. And asked him

'Do you even love me?  Or what..? ' 

He was about to say something when he just looked down. 

' Just leave.. Please' I said as salty tears are forming in my eye. 

He stood up and I walked to him, I hugged him one last time and whispered to his ears, 

'I thought you were my first lover.. '
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