Alis Volat Propriis chapter threeMature

Chapter three-confessions


            He took everything away one night. My room was nothing but a bed and an alarm clock. I admit that this was a petty way to react, but I relapsed with my cutting addiction.

            Times like this, I am thankful for her. She saw the scars. She saw them and she didn’t turn away. She saw them and embraced me as I was.

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