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"Favorite color?" "Green." "Favorite meal?" "I really enjoy seafood." Charlotte raises an eyebrow. "Really? I despise it." "Why is that?" I ask. "The..
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The rain fogs up the small window inside the rec room. My breath leaves a gray circle on the inside of the pane, but I don't move to rub it away. I t..
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6:59am. I roll over in my bed and try to close my eyes. Immediately Charlotte appears in my head. I open my eyes. The door opens and blinding light ..
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Charlotte leads me towards the visiting center. Her hand pulls me along down the hallway at a rather fast pace, and I become curious as to what she w..
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Charlotte rests her chin on top of my chest, looking up at me from beneath her eyelashes. My fingers are creeping up along her bare back, exploring t..
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I never want to let her go. She feels so right in my
arms, and I hated myself for not being a different man back when I had a chance
to kee..
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I want to hold her hand, but I know we have to
keep our relationship secret. Something about "false hopes", is what
they kept talking about..
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Charlotte pulls on my shirt sleeve. She rests her face in the crook of my neck. "Jude," she whispers. I don't answer and she tugs on my shirt sleeve ..
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I want to get out of here. I stand up and
wobble a little bit before hesitating at that moment I was able to push away
from the wall, and then ..
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She didn't come back, at least not to see me. I hadn't seen her since the day I left her in the alleyway by my childhood house, a month and nine days..
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