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Trauma of the past

Aвтор: Jessy May
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~JESSICA~

I don't know how long I lay there, just listening to the steady rise and fall of Daniel’s chest, the slow rhythm of his breathing as the last remnants of the storm faded into a dull whisper beyond the windows.

But as the morning light warmed the room, something inside me shifted….something I’d kept buried for so long I wasn’t even sure I could find the words for it anymore.

Still, I knew I had to try.

I slowly sat up, and he stirred immediately.

“Jess?” His voice was husky with sleep, and concern instantly flickered in his eyes when he saw my face.

“I'm sorry about last night” I apologized.

“Sshhh….You don't need to apologize, it's fine” he said. “Are you okay now??”

“I'm fine now” I replied and he nodded his head and sighed in relief.

“I need to tell you something,” I said softly.

He sat up beside me, fully alert now. “Okay.”

I looked out the window, at the wet streets below, the sky still overcast, a soft drizzle continuing to fall.

Somehow, it fe
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