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| [the future of the future will still contain the past - by theholyinnocent] |
You’ve ruined me for other women, she’d said to Olivia that night.
Hell-bent on not repeating the past, she'd completely avoided what passed as “the gay scene” in the area and carefully picked a decent man. That she failed to notice how dark bangs boyishly fell across his brow just so, his gentle brown eyes, the sensual curve of his lips, and the dazzlingly rare smiles that occasionally broke through his sweetly solemn demeanor, told Alex--tragically after the fact--that she’d been ruined for the entire species.
The van tore through the dark night. I’m so getting a cat this time, she thought grimly.
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