Re-Arranged
Something stupid, and something desperate, and maybe even a little crazy.
Blaze had to be getting sick of her by now. There was no doubt about it. Every text, every call must’ve been driving him insane - driving him farther and farther away from her. From home. She could feel it now - the ever-growing distance in-between them. The way it got worse every time she tried to cling to him and all the promises he had made. Most of all, to the way he made her feel...
It was embarrassing, really. And the more she thought about it, she really couldn’t blame her husband for ignoring her. She couldn’t even be mad, because she would ignore herself too if she could. If only it were that easy.
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