Most Everything (Hartbig AU)
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"Just take your time, Helbig. Time fixes most everything, even if it's not the way you expected."
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Hartbig AU.
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I wasn't supposed to feel this way. She wasn't, either. I was supposed to go on more dates with Chester and slowly fall for him, not her. This wasn't supposed to happen and we both knew it.
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// potential trigger warning for depression and self-denial about true feelings (not sure if that's something that could be triggering but i want to make sure y'all are safe). //
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