Interesting what different kind of stories you get from one sentence that starts it. Great story! Loved reading it and can’t wait to see more of them…
How was it possible that she ended up here? She was so careful, followed the rules and took no risks whatsoever. But here she was nevertheless, stuck on this cot looking through the cold steel bars of justice.
When had she stopped following her own instincts? her own morals? the rules her family taught her, which she had chosen to embrace as her own? When had she stopped being her own woman and become the backup player of someone else’s life?
She understood it and yet she understood none of it. She understood that it was her desire for Ben to love her wholly and completely that had driven her to accept so many things about Ben that her friends couldn’t understand and that she knew her parents wouldn’t approve of. It wasn’t as if the only difference between his life and her own was his lack of religious upbringing. Her…
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