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A Minute Of Your Forever
I find myself back to the very place I ran away from again last night…back home with Tyler. I cannot do this to him. Not again.
It is hard to begin to imagine what Tyler is going through, I have nothing but lied to him since the day that we met. So I can completely understand why he does not want me in his presence anymore, but we have come such a long way and I truly believe that our love is strong. I might not be the best wife, but I know that I am what he needs, and I do believe that he does want me.
I am not proud of what I have done.
The fact is I was completely out of control before I met Tyler. I was living a rather questionable lifestyle. The mere sight of him that day where he so pleasantly walked into my life, since that day I fell in love with him. And it was since that day that I vowed to be a better woman, the only thing I did not change about myself was the fact that I needed to keeps secrets. It is because of this very reason that we are standi
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