clung to m
at Ethan, I saw the
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ink lines on th
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d from m
mach c
f no return, unless I ch
had to save them, save Ethan,
of me I was terri
n was insta
to e
e still kept at his parents' house, surround
tired smile gracing hi
at I had t
voice carefully devoid
vanished
fun for a while, a game
sted like as
e? Sarah, what are you talking about
thank you for services rendered. You played your par
ring with a dawning hurt in hi
cing a cold smile.
like I'd s
argue, just stood ther
ashing over him. The thought was a fresh stab of p
, his voice low.
like
the nex
a master's degree in London, som
supportive, always eager
ied to r
texted. I ig
house once, his face dr
told him I was already g
d pressed to my mouth to stifle a sob, my oth
ithout an
ing away was the sound of
don a few day
hat, small and perfect, with a tuf
my studies, into building a quiet life
-to-be. Just a single mother, a student,
rd, but i
afe. Ethan
I told myself
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