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He was happy. Shouldn’t that be enough for her? It wasn’t, though. No. His smiles and laughter were like white hot knives at the center of her chest. They wrenched and twisted every time he looked over at the woman beside him. Maybe if she pulled out those knives and bled all over them both?Continue reading “What is the feeling left, the hollowness of choking back tears, when what once you had loved loved another.”