Her broken pieces (pt. 2)

This is the second part of sammy’s beautiful story, please read and be captivated

sprinkle of thoughts


It’s 5 am in the morning and Jane wakes up. She isn’t a very good sleeper so it was no big deal for her. It was one of the most peaceful sleep she ever had…guess she had been through hell and back and she’s been battling all by herself. She wakes gently and looks  by her side…there I am, sleeping peacefully just like a baby in a mother’s womb. She smiles at me…”You’re a blessing Sammy” and pats me gently. Then she rolls out of bed, wears her big sweater, picks up her phone and walks out of the room..

The living room’s really messy but she doesn’t care one bit. She crosses straight to the bathroom..looks into the mirror and damn, she looks like a mess. She washes her face and brushes up. She raises her gaze back to the mirror but she can’t stand the sight she…

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