Broken Bond
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The only other furniture is a small table with a single chair, where I’ve sat to draw in my sketchbooks countless times, and a tattered, threadbare couch with sagging cushions that has undoubtedly seen better days.
“I used to come here a lot to get away,” I admit, a little embarrassed that this ramshackle cabin was once my sanctuary.
She slides her legs from around my hips, dropping her feet to the floor and taking a step backwards to survey the interior of the cabin.
“It’s been abandoned for years,” I add. “I’m the only one who comes here, as far as I know.”
Nessa’s lips quirk into a coy smile. “I like it,” she breathes, running a hand through her long tresses as she turns to step further i
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