My husband beats me every day. I'm used to it now. I don't complain. I don't cry any more.
It's time to get up and move on. I stand on my feet and put the chessboard back. One day, I'll beat him in the game he has conquered in!
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Story with a twist, huh...just like the old you
Oh! you caught my imagination in just two lines. How about writing some more stuff like this? Would love to come back and read:-)
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