Like a Knife in Her Chest

She has to excuse herself to the restroom to keep it together. She’d never let him know how she truly felt. It was futile. They would never be more than friends. She had accepted her fate years ago, but tonight as he shared photos of himself with other women…it gutted her. She knew she was better off, but she couldn’t help that each photo felt like a knife in her chest. She could feel the tears flowing down her cheeks as she slid down the wall. She chastised herself, “Get it together. This is not about you!”

Remembering Her Place

 

wearing:
hair:  Magika – Love
head: CATWA HEAD Lona
body: Maitreya Mesh Body – Lara
skin: [theSkinnery] Paola

.:villena:. – Rose Bud Fur Jacket
ChicModa // Rudy Dress & Harness (*new* @ Tannenbaum)

pose:  Foxcity Leaning (Stand) VOL2 Bento Pose Set
KraftWork Wick’s Bathroom

***If you are reading this on any site that suggests this post was originally published anywhere but SadyStyle by anyone other than Sadystika Sabretooth, you are reading a stolen post.

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