My name is Sophie. I thought I was in love.
I thought I had finally found someone who saw me, listened to me, spoiled me, and didn’t care about my past. I knew he was married, but he told me they were on the verge of divorcing. “We don’t even sleep in the same bed,” he’d whisper, “you’re the only one who makes me feel alive.” to read more click here
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