A Dyeing Love
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Years after Sebastion De Poitier and Elise De La Surre are engaged, their relationship takes a turn for the worse when Elise has a miscarriage and the following events tare their relationship apart. ********************************** Elise slowly walked through the dark empty halls with her hands above the scar on her stomach. "Elise, wait!" Sebastion says slightly out of breath. Elise turns in his direction with no expression on her face. She turns back around wiping a stray tear from her face away, then continuing out of the door of their New York apartment. She pressed the elevator door button. The door opened with a ding. She walked in and pressed the button to the lobby. "ELISE!" Sebastion yelled. "Goodbye." Elise said just as the door closed. Sebastion looked at his reflection in the elevator door and cried.
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"All's fair in love and war, or some shit, right?" He said, his smirk drawing to a slight sneer as he padded towards the open balcony. He rested his hands on the guardrail before letting out an exasperated sigh, thunder rolling behind it. The rain cascaded onto the tile in sheets, blowing the soft cream curtains back and forth. "Or some shit." I smiled, walking towards him. I could see the tension grow in his back and shoulders, his struggle evident. I placed my hand gently on his shoulder, trying my best to reassure him. I could feel his breathing hitch slightly at my touch; his response was all I needed to reassure me I was doing the right thing. My touch was welcomed. I leaned my head on his back, wrapping my hands around his waist. I longed to take away his pain; I hated seeing anyone this upset. She wasn't worth his time. He said so himself- he's never found a woman worth changing plans for. Maybe he meant since her, I can't be sure. I am, however, hoping to show him that, one day, that woman might be me. ****** Jeanie is a spunky assistant living in Atlanta. With a spotty past and a knack for telling it like it is, she's found herself stuck with a string of dead-end jobs and nothing to show for her sacrifices. She had always been an over-emotional, over-thinking, anxiety filled woman. The last 13 years of her life consisted of fear until, one day, it didn't. She took her life back. With the start of a new job, she moved thousands of miles from her home- from her past. Join her as she discovers the most important relationship she'll ever have- the one with herself. *This story contains mature situations and lots of swearing, proceed with caution. Please comment and vote!!

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