John sat at the kitchen table, his face resting in his hands. Brianna, the woman who he had barely known a short year ago, sat on the other side. It felt like they had been sealed inside of this room for an eternity. Read Full Article
John sat at the kitchen table, his face resting in his hands. Brianna, the woman who he had barely known a short year ago, sat on the other side. It felt like they had been sealed inside of this room for an eternity. Read Full Article
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