Evolution
By Sofy
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After the day of 'the incident', a strangled silence claimed her heart, following her always. *I'm not weak like her.* The ice-queen emerged. Single-malt covered what she knew deep down: She had been like her.

Secretly she welcomed his late night/early morning calls, for afterwards the silence lifted for a moment, letting her remember the times when her mother was alive.

The chase was wearing her down now, he was getting under her skin. Single-malt was now erasing whatever she was feeling for him. She needed him in so many ways to be free.
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