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Flower In The Fire
“I wish. . .” She tried again. She tilted her head back down and opened her eyes. She turned around, bracing herself against the table. The dead silver and green candelabra teetered as she knocked the edge of the table with her hip and then grasped on to the edge. She met his eyes, her hair falling gently about her shoulders. “I wish you loved me half as much as you love her.” A painful smile twitched on her lips as she fought to hide her tears and her vision became blurry.
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