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It was every insecurity pulled from the deepest parts of my heart and plopped on the mud for him to stomp with his boot. It was ruthless. Unforgivable.
Tillia had told us to stay quiet. But sometimes, there was no stopping the pain. The loneliness. The heartache.
My entire body hurt from the fall off that balcony. Bruises would appear in a few days, on my ribs and hips and legs. My arm. But nothing hurt worse than my heart.
