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"The fewer people that know the truth the better. And if this all goes smoothly, you two will be able to get divorced before the hockey season ends."
"I have the places where you both will sign," His eyes lifted and scanned both of us. "B...
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I was bordering the line between insanity and seeming put together.
One I always seemed to sit on well. No one could tell because I kept it well under wraps but sometimes in moments where I felt like I couldn't tamper my anger or when I was overstimulated, that's when it was the most noticeable.
I stood in a floor-length sparkly evening gown, bare feet, curls pulled up into perfection, and a light hum buzzing through my body. I looked normal, a picture of perfection.
But I was also standing on the roof's ledge, my bare feet against the cool concrete.
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A chill zipped down my spine and I welcomed it, looking down at the city's buildings all below. It was a 40-foot drop easy.
The night sky filled Houston with a soft deep blue, the lights reflecting off the emptiness it gave.
Though someone might look at me and think I was crazy or having an episode, I felt the calmest up here.
There was something about seeing everything so clearly from here that I loved. What most people found scary, I found exhilarating. Maybe it was the adrenaline talking. There was something about being in this dangerous position that made me feel free.
I needed to feel the wind breeze up my dress, the sweat on my palms, my heart thrumming both fast and soft at once.
I held my hands out at my sides, throwing my head back and closing my eyes. The light of the moon and the nearby building stayed trapped in my afterimage.
I could hear the sounds of life around me: cars honking, people speaking from a far distance, music from a club somewhere.
My thoughts finally ceased up here, my mind soaking up everything my senses provided.
Then I heard the sound of a metal door creaking open, someone's shoes running against the roof floor, and a voice yelled, "Minnow! What in hell are you doing up there?!"
