The Miami clinic was busy, bustling with energy but steeped in cliques. It wasn't her natural environment. Kensington preferred spaces where ambition and oppenness thrived; but it was a useful pit stop to occupy her time while she prepared for her next chapter. The team greeted her politely but with a touch of distance, the kind that suggested she wasn't meant to fit in. She noticed it, but didn't let it faze her.
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The Fictional Diary of A Hopeless Romantic Part 2
I smile at myself. Sarcastically of course, the resemblance to that of a deranged psychopath is uncanny. At this moment, I can feel an overwhelming itch to kill. If I'm that disposable, surely two can play at the same game right? There is a void within me that needs to be filled. Murder seems plausible, deserved even. Did somebody say justice?
The Fictional Diary Of A Hopeless Romantic
I intently stare at my tear streamed face in the mirror and as though in a trance, transport myself to fifteen years ago; standing at this exact spot. ** I feel nostalgic as I stand behind my younger self, longingly gazing at my optimistic and enthusiastic 11 year old persona: "I can't wait to be… Continue reading The Fictional Diary Of A Hopeless Romantic
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