Fallen by mymischiefmanaged
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No matter how many glasses of red wine I drank in the evening, I still found sleeping difficult.
I waited outside the house for an uncomfortably long time.
I made it to the end of the road and then stopped, unsure what to do with myself.
She looked a little bit like an angel and it made me want to cry.
I kept knocking on the door.
The Hen Party
I didn’t think much of Lily Potter but I couldn’t deny that she knew how to throw a good party.
I woke up early and sat still and rigid at the edge of the bed.
The floor around us was littered with empty bottles.
Ollie’s bedroom door was open when I got back, light spilling out into the corridor.
Ollie had a cappuccino ready for me when I made it into the kitchen.
If anyone deserved sunshine on her wedding day, it was her, but it rained all day.
James wrapped his arm around my waist and tucked me in against him, slowly turning us around on the spot
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