Her Love, My Curse
rah, really talk, whe
. I found Sarah in the kitch
eed to talk
There' s nothin
k, he' s... he' s got a mean strea
sunderstandings. His illness
ied of admitting the
d. "Have you ever looked into his past? Th
in the school parking lot a few weeks back,
craping loudly. "Stop it, L
controlling your every m
g. "He' s in constant pain because of me! I owe
frain. Her shie
t is a chain. Ja
otect you. If she agreed with you,
ke talking to a brick wall, a wall
down, Sarah. And he' s go
with these accusations!" She was trembling now.
the kitchen doorframe,
"Lily, go back to bed
slowly and
week," she said, her voice flat again. "The doctors think a stabl
ump, Sarah. And you'
hat I ha
imate sacrifice. She' s choos
fice" felt more like a deliberate aband
rrative of her hidden love, her painful choice
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