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XLXV. Colors of Heartbreak
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2021-09-11 13:36:09There are thousands of reasons to be sad, angry, and cry but there are millions of reasons to be happy, thankful, and trust again.
It's what life taught me.
We could always find a reason to run away. To never look back. Heartbreak does that to a person. Sometimes we focused too much on the hurt and pain we failed to see the positive things that surround us.
Heartbreak made me see clearly what's in front of me. Yes, it made me doubt myself and everyone around me but it taught me to take a leap of faith.
The moment I stepped a foot inside Killiad’s building memories rushed in like a swirl of colors and emotion.
“Welcome home Mrs. Knight.” The head of security greeted me as I walked by his post in the entrance.
“Good afternoon, Luis and thank you.”
“Do you want me to escort you to the penthouse?” I shook my head, a grateful smile on my face.
“I'll be fine but thank you for asking,&rd
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