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Post by "Bexi" Leggert on Mar 7, 2010 3:27:44 GMT
Bexi drew in a shuddering breath, turning away, unable to look at Antosha. Seeing him with Diane was like blasphemy, like some cruel joke.
She sat down on one of the seats, letting Ryan and Liam lead her forwards, knowing that she would have to thank Brynn later. They had ripped apart this day, acted worse than children, and had achieved nothing but more pain. It seemed like everything was so perfect before they had decided to send them off properly.
Funerals were stupid... When I die, I don't want one. Bexi decided, sitting in silence as she waited for what was supposed to be the main event to begin. [/blockquote] |
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