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My life was a mess.
I suppose I knew that for a while now, and yet every time I tried to imagine that there was a light at the end of the tunnel which I just needed to get to, then something horrible would pull me back and I would be forced to remember just how far I'd fallen.
How did I ever get to a point where two men who were the absolute worst that society had to offer were both making advances towards me? When did I even allow this to happen?
I should call it a day and simply abandon everything. There was nothing for me to be happy about; nothing to make me even remotely happy with the way my life was going. And now, I had to look forward to a miserable weekend in their presence. Damian was manageable, because I could easily deal with him. But Blake was a nightmare. He was the
