Chapter Thirty-One
S A S H A A tanned hand took mine and led me to the center of the lounge. An Ed Sheeran song fading to a stop in the background. It was sweet music. Another hand guided my own to her shoulder, leaving it there so it could clasp my waist. She wrapped her fingers around my own and she lifted it so it was in the same level as my head. A new song gently started, filling my ears with it's familiarity. It was slow and sweet. It was our song. Shay kissed my forehead and swayed along with the tune. Her hand pressing on my waist harder as if she we would lose her sanity if she let go of me. But she was strong. Everything I wished to be. She was still struggling to keep her reality in check but me? My head was f*****g gone. It feels like I had already lost everything I ever had, save for this w
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