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Pushing my door open, I slammed it closed, leaning my back against it; tears ran down my face As pain ripped through my chest. Wrapping my arms around my body, I slid to the floor, letting my sobs fill my room,
I felt a stab in my chest when I peeked in there and saw the two of them, How he held her As she ground against him, the way he said her name. He nipped her neck right where she would carry a mark,
What was worse was he was naked and holding her on his lap. She couldn't even see him, but she wasnt able to know the sight of his body, how his muscles moved, how he carried himself, The veins that ran along the top of his hand as they traveled up his forearm, Or how his jeans hug his thighs, The man is all muscle and
