Dear Husband my ex is back
“My mistakes. My pain. My mother’s insults. My life experiences, my parent's journey and more.”
Franklin’s heart skipped in the corner of the room. He was the past she meant.
“Can you take us a little deeper into that?” the interviewer pressed gently.
Thalia bit her lip, her eyes dropping to the floor before she gathered the courage to speak.
“I don’t really know how to explain it,” she admitted. “But people often think inspiration only comes from happy memories, from victories and encouragement. For me, it’s the opposite. My inspiration comes from the nights I cried myself to sleep, from the days I walked into rooms and felt like I was a nobody because to some people I'm always the villain.
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