For a time they’d shone brightly, the sparks flying between them igniting passions that burned with fierce abandon. But such a blaze could never last. Now, from the ashes, they had to build a new life – though whether together or separate had yet to be decided…
This post is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales. It’s a little late, I know, but better late than never!
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Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own, instead of someone else’s. Billy Wilder