Suffocate (Sequel To: Together)
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Last published Mon, Dec 16, 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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