The Chronicles Of A Brokenhearted Girl.

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The pain of unrequited love weighed heavily on my chest, suffocating any hope of moving on. Every passing day, I felt the weight of his choice, a constant reminder of my own inadequacy. The realization that I would forever be trapped in the prison of my unfulfilled desires left me feeling utterly defeated and powerless. I couldn't escape the suffocating feeling of regret.

I knew the consequences of my actions, but my love for him overshadowed any guilt or moral dilemma. Our connection was undeniable, and I was willing to face any obstacles to be with him.

I love that man. All is fair in love and war. I was willing to risk it all for him.

I gave him all my insecurities, and I allowed him to exploit and explore them in their world. I took down all my walls and let him in, and it wasn't just fun; it was amazing. I wonder when he goes back to her if she could smell me on him, on the man she loves, the man she calls her husband, or taste me on his lips just a little bit. I knew that this game was reckless; it was dark and dangerous, but if Matthew Adams was part of it, I would jump through hell just to be the girl standing by his side.

But that was just it. Maybe you have to know the darkness to appreciate the light, but what seemed secure at the time was breached, and what was assumed to be possible, is unattainable. And my number one obstacle, "the wife. " I truly thought Matthew and I were somehow going to ride off into the sunset and no one was going to stop us, but, facing an incomprehensible circumstance, oh yes, I was a thorn in Winter Allen-Adams life so much that she learned the rules to survive. *chuckled* Reliving all these old memories makes it clear that I gave Winter the courage to fight for a marriage that I had almost ruined, judging from where I ended up, and she and the man my heart aches so much for are living the dream I dream of every waking moment of my life. My heart hurts for Matthew f*****g Adams.". And when I get out of this place, this asylum, I will have my revenge!