DEAD OR ALIVE
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g room, her hands trembling as
herself and Kael on their wedding day m
ress anymore. The sparkle in her eyes was long
suffocating, pressing down
rtbeat, a painful reminder of the life she
she had been here. Trapped. Dea
outline of the bedroom door upst
ised to cherish her had b
al, her spirit chipped away by his
staying is a choice. Leaving is a choice. The q
on she couldn't
air felt heavier, charged with an unsettl
r the exhaustion weighing he
res
being watched cla
sual whiskey-induced slumber. But
the photo frame as she forced
sing by. The rustle of wind
cr
airs. Not fro
e. Near the
a cold shiver raci
e table, silencing the lie of a perf
ears of fear, but survival had taught her on
ow, pulling the curta
eerie shadows against the fence. But ther
igu
till. W
th caught i
as. But somehow, she kne
t time, she unde
eave, yo
at was
leave,
begun. And she wasn't
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