CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
ADAM It was that swift. I just watched the woman I love go and it torments me each time I hear the phrase in my head that made her go. But either way it wouldn’t change anything. I have always been a coward myself, who couldn’t dare and change a thing in my life. How could I let it go to waste? But even if I take the chance to be with her and just run away, I know deep down I am afraid of what my father would do to me, and possibly to Charlie that is way beyond my control. They’re sick. It was already 2 in the morning, as I watched Tamara remove her earrings as her hair was neatly wrapped on a towel. The lights were dim, as I just scrolled on my phone, trying to pretend that she does not exist in my reality because God it makes me sick to breathe near this woman. Tamara is kind hearted
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