My not so sweet scape

My not so sweet scape

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Sometimes love carries one another. Sometimes love meet halfway. Sometimes love cost lifetime. Sometimes love is courageous. Sometimes its sacrifices, sometimes love is an art - perfect for museum. Sometimes love splits early and meet in the end. Sometimes love contradict but still find home in one another's arm, sometimes love is right in front of us but we choose not to reciprocate it because of the uncertainties and responsibilities filling our plate, sometimes love is surreal that we need pain to justify if it is really existing. And, sometimes love doesn't get their happy ending... for, the love that overwhelmed the person's well-being pain surely will leave the biggest vacancy they could feel in their existence. In their lifetime. Because sometimes that is love. Constant figuring out of not so sweet scape. A story of Ytterbianne Moldzivar and Cappercaious Dilaverino
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Seraphina Calloway always believed she would recognize betrayal if it ever came near her marriage. She imagined it loud. Obvious. Unforgivable. She never imagined it would look like this. Like her husband smiling at another woman the way he used to smile at her. Like late-night messages that weren't inappropriate - just intimate. Like emotional comfort slowly being outsourced. And she definitely never imagined standing outside a glass office in downtown Los Angeles... Watching her husband hesitate before pulling away from another woman's lips. The kiss wasn't hungry. It wasn't desperate. It was worse. It was familiar. And in that single second - She realized she had already been replaced emotionally long before that moment happened. She didn't scream. She didn't storm in. She simply turned... And walked away from the life she thought was unbreakable.

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