Broken|Sherlock Fanfic
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Last published Sat, Mar 7, 2015
| She looked at him with sad tired eyes.
Yet, she still managed to give a weak smile.
He can't help but wonder why she stayed with him so long, with all the rude comments, venomous remarks, and all the pieces of shit he threw at her.
He was using her, she knew that.
"Why?" He asked her.
She looked out the window of the Mortuary.
She sighed, "When John left, you looked so alone. There was no one there
for you,"
She turned to look at him, with a soft smile.
"so I stayed." |
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