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Tears roll down your cheeks

As you sit in a tearful heap in the corridor, a door near you opens and a strikingly handsome blue-eyed, blond-haired man walks out and comes to your assistance.

He kneels beside you and puts a tender hand under your chin so that your eyes come up to meet his. Your gallant hero reaches to his pocket and pulls out a pristine white handkerchief with which he tenderly uses to wipe away your tears.

You accompany the handsome stranger to his room and think that your luck could be in after all. Just then a shorter man with dark curly hair and a goatee comes in and kisses your knight in shining armour.

It becomes all too clear that they are a couple, and he really was only being nice. A sense of despair and frustration runs though you as you come to terms with the loss of another lover.

As you are now more composed, you make your excuses and leave the room, not knowing quite where you're going.


Written by Karen Ford (edited by phaedrus)

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