42 - BLOOD AT THE SHELTER

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~MILLIE~ My little chat with Kieran was like a slap to the face with a wet fish. Realisation stung. “Why didn’t I just give Aiden a chance to explain himself?” I sighed as the spring in my step turned to regret. Guilt caused an incessant throb in my heart and butterflies danced around my stomach. Not only did I refuse to entertain a conversation, but I also said I may reject him. My body ached at recalling the spiteful words I spat and Aiden’s reaction to them. I know it sounded crazy, but I was sure I felt his disappointment. I sure as hell felt mine. Another surge of remorse washed over me like an icy wave on a shallow beach. Dan caused this. He was the reason why I was scared. He was the reason why those bad memories could break through their chains and invaded my confidence, transform

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