Had he been inside her as they slept, they could not have been any closer.
At no time were they as complete, did life make as much sense, as when she found herself buried in pillows and kisses, as when he was warmed with words and body weight.
Though society would still call her the Other Woman, all three involved parties (her, his heart, & his mistake) still knew she was, in actuality, the Only Woman.
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no updates = no fun
winter chelsea is back.
that means i will have more stories about being bummed out and feeling alone.
summer chelsea is way more fun, but she is bad with words.
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