Logic and reason, she thought to herself, were truly no match for charisma and cheekbones.
Nine months. My body is a house. We share everything and I'm not alone anymore.
they were good kids, but they were playing a rigged game designed to leave scars
"Twins."
Relief washes through me. Finally.
Brandon caresses my belly.
Crestfallen, Doctor says, "They're conjoined."
how
do
i
go
about
telling
you
love
without
breaking
your
fragile
heart.
They met online.
Instant attraction
Divine.
Souls searching across distance
and time
Love so sublime.
...the Beginning was,
the Middle is over too;
and this shall be the End.
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She did her best, but in the end, the world was too much for her.
She believed his words more than his fists, until the day he punched her dead.
A Filipino street beggar's child proudly printed his name in the dusty, parked car window.
