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ROSE

My pulse patterned to an uneven beat. At first all I wanted to do was listen to exactly what she had asked me to do and speak to him , was it my pregnancy hormones again the fact that I felt the need to be with this man despite everything that he had done..

I picked up my phone to call but at the end of everything I had been quick to put it off again. I was mad with rage, filled with a feeling of anger at the fact that I couldn't get rid of my sick feelings.

I’d come to the conclusion that even if I were to be with this man, it would be my death as he could give my heart leave my heart ruined with

fissures and cracks—

Still if I had thought to take one more risk, it would definitely be my heart doing that, it would definitely be my heart taking a risk that my brain wouldn't take, it would definitely be it taking chances, and the end of what that could be is my greatest fear.

Thankfully, I’d always been real with myself and at the moment, it seemed more or less like I had to do