The love we never gained
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The love we never had
A short story
Maybe if I hadn't snuck out you'd have tried to move on with your life? Or if I hadn't even coveted you from the beginning, what would you have become? He had always been in the palm of my hands. Broken already was Taylor, broken beyond repair, perhaps I could use it to my advantage I could make him dependent on me. It didn't matter if Taylor didn't love me it didn't matter that I wasn't the one for him, what mattered was that he would forever remain mine.
Obsession? Psychotic tendency? Secrets? What secrets???
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