— I don’t know why I came.
— You know.
— I have a normal husband...
— Sounds like “the average temperature in the hospital.”
— ...a family, a daughter...
— This is OUR daughter.
— And you... You’re just...
— A habit?
*****
My first love was bright like fire and just as destructive. It left behind ash in my soul, scars on my heart, the fear of lighting up again—and my beloved daughter.
With great difficulty, I recovered from that feeling. I survived it. I have a settled life and a full family. I don’t burn anymore, and I’m only glad about that!
But what if the past barges back into my life again?
I want to believe that I’ll have the strength to say “no,” instead of burning to ashes out of habit.
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From the author: I warn you: the hero swears a lot!
#Exes #Sick Passion #Imperfect Heroes