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I loved him from the beginning. In the middle. But maybe not at the end. His love for me was full of possibilities, hopes, and dreams a girl like me wasn’t accustomed to. He was a nightmare that cracked and bled through my hands, and I stood there watching as it seeped into the ground. Until him. He put me back together. Without even knowing he was doing so. And he wasn’t even my husband. *standalone*
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When He Reads To Me | 
