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Building Something Better (Life is Strange fanfic, David and Chloe)

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David's time in Iraq prepared him for many things, but nothing could ever prepare him for the sight of his stepdaughter weeping while she held a photo of her mother in one hand and a gun-pressed against her temple-in the other.

Like in war, a rash step might trigger an explosion. This was a tense situation that needed to be diffused delicately and sensitively. 

And the only person around right now was him. 

Fuck.

****
David and Chloe have a conversation about the past, present, and future, where things left unsaid are finally spoken.All Rights Reserved

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