Lizzie Wain

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hurt any more, or hurt anyone else. But I want to try. I don’t want to hurt you,’ he said, and in that moment I remember thinking, clear as a bell, that I could never hurt him. I remember the fierceness in my chest. I promised myself I would make him trust me. I would rebuild what she had taken away from him. He pressed his burning forehead to mine and we closed our eyes and were together.
Acts of Desperation
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