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We're Stuck Halfway

"The wounds of love can only be healed by the one who made them."
- Publilius Syrus (Roman author, 1st Century B.C.)


2011. Glendale, Arizona.

Holly couldn't help but think of him. She wanted to brush his brown hair away from his forehead, kiss his pink lips until they were sore. She wanted to fall asleep to his hollow humming and his calloused fingertips running up and down the length of her arm. She wanted him. But he didn’t want to want her.

The thing is, he may have messed up big time, but Holly had to admit that it was her fault, as well. It was her fault for not knowing when or how or even why they broke up.

She still loved him, and she was sure his feelings were still there, too. But after seven years, seven long years, their trust disappeared in a snap, so how do they love without that foundation needed to make love last?

Their relationship was stuck halfway, and she knew it.
  1. .un.
  2. .deux.
  3. .trois.
  4. .quatre.
  5. .cinq.
  6. .six.
  7. .sept.
  8. .huit.
  9. .neuf.
  10. .dix.
  11. .onze.
  12. .douze.
  13. .treize.