Summer Child
If they gave things a real chance and she one day woke up too terrified to function, second guessing everything and bolted…what then?
She drew a hand over her forehead with a soft sigh. Rationally, she knew it would come down to a choice. To choosing him and them, every single day. But the siren song of the familiar, the aloof, never-close-enough-to-get-hurt mentality was calling, too, trying to seduce her back to the devil she knew, no matter how intense the loneliness could get.
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