What you are about to experience is a work of fiction.
Any resemblance to actual persons, places, themes, or events is purely coincidental.
Or is it?
The first time I fell in love and finally knew the meaning of the word was the first time I held him.
Tears streaming down her face, Michelle sobbed as she whispered to Wayne, "I can't be yours anymore. I have a life here I have to live."
Wayne held her tightly. "I was the answer to your problems, the answer to your dreams.
You know this isn't your fault, right? Everything that's happened I've watched you try to prevent. He doesn't realize how lucky he is to have you.
Do you know how black the sky appears at 3AM? Or how empty it can seem at three in the afternoon?