Breathe
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Last published Sat, May 31, 2014
*Sequel to Close*
Jason grabbed my arm forcing me to stop mid-spin to look into his worry- filled emerald eyes.
"You're surrounded by people who don't want to let you go Kiara."
I shook my head. "Maybe they should. I don't want to hurt anyone anymore! I can't lose anyone else." I countered, my voice cracking as my eyes grew moist with tears.
He snaked his hand around my waist gently pulling me into a hug. I took in the smell of him, the feeling of his warmth, the comfort of his sincerety. But it wasn't enough. I had set off a chain reaction and I was prepared to stop it. I tore from his grasp and stalked away from him.
"You can't do this by yourself!" He called after me.
I slipped on my jacket and zipped it up. "Watch me."
~•~
Battered and broken, Kiara wakes up into a life she can't remember. The love of the people around her seems to do more harm then good in her quest to find answers. With the loss of her best friend and first love Matt, she can't help but feel like it was her fault. Little does she know she sits in the middle of so much more. Old friends, but new faces to her, return. And they return along with bits and pieces of her memory. She begins to think that maybe it's just better to forget, but forgetting could also make her lose everything.
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