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24. Pinkies
I woke up drenched in sweat. Glancing at the clock, I read the time; 7:36 pm. I managed to sleep for the last four hours, but I’m not feeling the slightest bit rested. Why did he have to invade my mind at the worst of times.....or at all? Some days my memories serve me well, but others, like today, I wish I could forget them all together. I should have known then that Colson was bad news. He wasn’t worth my time, but I was blinded by the bond. Infatuated with the way that it made me feel. But never the way Colson made me feel. Because looking back, he was just a pathetic excuse for a man. All the way to the very end. My body felt sticky and disgusting from the sweat. Pushing myself out of bed, I peeled away the blankets and sheets, depositing them in the wash machine before hea
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