Intruder
Venita Louise

Two weeks. That’s how long it had been since they exchanged those awful words. They had their spats before but it was never so serious as to tear them this far apart.

 

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He turned hazel eyes from the harsh traffic lights and allowed them to drift up three floors to rest on her ivy-bordered balcony, decorated now with festive blinking lights. When did he get weak? He should just march right up to her door and break it down. That’s it. Just break the door down and sweep her into his arms.

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