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Thea Sleep became a luxury to me because all I did was drown in my misery every night. Florentine would give me sedatives just so I could get some rest. My body rejected it because I'd be awake less than an hour. Tonight, I decided to take a stroll to the one place I felt complete amidst all my suffering, the one place my baby had shared a lovely moment with it's parents. The night Angel and I kissed and he didn't even know he was to be a father. I stood over the short fence and just let the night's breeze whisper to me. Memories came flashing and it brought tears to my eyes. How did Angel and I get to this point? Our once loving selves reduced to nothing but hate. I loved him like I loved no other and he ended up being the one who hurt me the most. I had so much grudge against