Mary Johnson ~ The Paid Bride
She repeated the words like a mantra, though they did little to soothe the ache in her heart.
“Time to sleep,” she told herself firmly, though her heart was still breaking. She forced herself to lie down and close her eyes. Exhaustion and heartbreak took their toll, and eventually, she drifted into a restless sleep.
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Eric sighed heavily as he parked his car outside Diana’s cottage. The small house looked the same as always, yet tonight it seemed almost foreign, distant. He hadn’t even stepped inside, and already he felt drained.
He sat in the car for a moment, gripping the steering wheel tightly. The truth was undeniable, sitting heavy in his chest. The feeling you get when you fall out of
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