Yours Truly

Yours Truly

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WpMetadataNoticeOstatnia publikacja pt., lis 22, 2024
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Rysa is a deeply scarred young woman, haunted by the trauma of her childhood. At the age of 12, her world was shattered when her own biological father, the one person she should have been able to trust, betrayed and hurt her in unimaginable ways. Since then, Rysa has longed for love, safety, and attention-things that always seemed just out of reach. Her need for affection led her to Mikha, a boy who, at first, seemed to fill the void in her heart. Mikha was sweet, caring, and made her feel seen. For the first time in years, Rysa thought she had found someone who could heal the broken pieces inside her. But after just three months, Mikha began to change. He became distant, cold, and dismissive, reopening old wounds she had tried to bury. Rysa's fear of abandonment resurfaced, leaving her questioning if she could ever truly be loved. Now, she finds herself drawn to Han, her best friend, the one constant in her life. Han has been there through all her ups and downs, and for once, she wonders if he could be the one to offer her the love and stability she craves. But a nagging doubt lingers in her mind-will Han change too? Will he hurt her like Mikha did? Like her father did? Rysa's heart aches, torn between her desire for love and the fear of being destroyed again.
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Shanté: You were in her room, Jonathan! Jonathan: Ok, ok, I understand that but- Shanté: No, just shut up, ok! You hurt me. Badly. And- Jonathan: You hurt me too, Shanté. Quit playing victim all the damn time. Shanté: Well then I guess we shouldn't be together. We shouldn't talk, we shouldn't text, we shouldn't anything. We just might hurt each other again. He tears up which causes me to tear up. I let my tears run down my face & he continues to fight his tears but there's one that's at the literal edge of his eye waiting to be free Jonathan: ...but we're in love. Shanté: Well we're just going to have to be in love from afar. Jonathan: Shanté, I JUST got you back. Please. I can't...I can't lose you again. The tear that was on the edge of his eye finally drops & another falls out the other. I look into the eyes I once fell in love with & force myself to say Shanté: ...I can't do this anymore. *leaves* 🚨🚨🚨🚨Cuss words, sexual content, & n-word use🚨🚨🚨🚨 -I posted this story last year but decided to make a couple of changes🙂- Ps - Every character in this story is black EXCEPT for Elizabeth😗✌️

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