Edie's story

Edie's story

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****Sneak peek: He came closer to me, dangerously closer, and I stepped back until I hit the wall. I was stuck with no way out now. Ha! As if I really wanted to leave...He lifted my chin, oh so gently, and stared at me with the same intense look that had haunted me for nights. That look that said something so different from all the hatred he kept throwing at me. It's probably when he leaned forward that my heart stopped beating though, his lips brushing against mine as he whispered: "You're going to be my downfall Edie Williams. As I will be yours." He was right. I knew he was. I didn't understand any of this, of all that had happened for the past few weeks but I knew that my life had changed. And probably not for the best. But heck, it's not like I can control it, I thought before throwing myself at him. ***** Can you really start over? Bury the demons of your past and leave it all behind? Connect with someone despite all the walls you've cautiously built? Find love when you haven't found yourself? Guess we'll have to find out. But what happens when two broken people fall in love ? Either they fix themselves, or they destroy themselves furthermore till the breaking point. -------------------------
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It started of just as an agreement, between two strangers. Strangers who run away from their past to escape reality. It was simple. Meet at 1am. Spend an hour together. No real life problems. No real names. Then walk away. For sixty minutes they could be anyone they want- a poet and a ghost. A criminal and a dreamer. Just two people pretending life wasn't catching up on them. It wasn't supposed to mean anything, but do we always get what we want? But somewhere between stolen glances over black coffee and whispered confessions at the dead of night, the game or should I say the escape stopped feeling like one. Maybe because real life finally starts bleeding into the fiction they created. Maybe it's the way tension always seemed to find its way when ever they are together. Maybe it's the way he always showed up first, like he was afraid she wouldn't come. Maybe it was the way she memorised his silhouette before he disappeared into the city. Or maybe it was the way time always ran too fast. But the thing about hourglasses? They just don't track time, They count down to the end. And when the last grain of the sand falls, one of them has to decide- walk away like they promised....or break the only rule that ever mattered. ******** WARNING- This story contains a lot of moments that will make you feel single af, hot situations, teasing. ALSO contains triggering topics too. SLOW UPDATES!! If you are reading this right now, thanks a lot , it means so much to me. I swear that you won't be disappointed and will end up loving the story. With much, much Love, Lexi.

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