Suffocate (Sequel To: Together)
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  • Reads 6,733
  • Votes 199
  • Parts 36
  • Time 2h 13m
Ongoing, First published Sep 28, 2013
I breathed in and wiped my face. So much shit had happened and I didn't know where I was going with my life. No husband, thanks Kim. Single Mother of two, thanks Marshall. No car of my own, thanks asshole. I was kidding myself. Nobody understood. Not Marshall. Not Rob. Not Big. Not Chanel. Nobody. 

"Angel." Marshall screamed. 

"I'm over here, Marshall." I mumbled.
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