Running Out Of Time
Description
The cold, wet liquid rolled down my bare arm as I ran. I ran because he was back. I ran from my nightmare. I ran from my fear. 4 years. It had been that long since he promised me. He said that we would be together and that nothing could split us apart. He lied. he was at my front door that day; the day that changed everything. he told me everthing will turn out ok. did he lie to me again?
Foreword
times running out. truth is...?
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