He didn't have to--didn't have any reason to--but he had, all the same, and the weight of it clung to her when she fled, slowing her down before finally dragging her boots to a stop. Even as she turned around, raced back, a small part of her had hoped that she'd be too late.
-- Trying to change old bad habits like staying up too late.- Start talking to a few people in my local area in hope to make new friends.
Tried a new restaurant with my mother.
“Don’t you think that this has gone on long enough?” Serena, her closest aide, asks as she strides into the room, the heavy oak doors falling shut behind her.
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