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Love at First Night

Just when you think you loved the wrong person, you meet the right one who reminds you what love truly is. And just like that, the fairytale begins. ———————- Lily's life was apparently perfect, she had a good work that kept her occupied for the majority of her time and a husband she deeply and devotedly loved. The women in the city enviously hated her for having the perfect life they all dreamed about. Until the workaholic girl's perfect life image falls apart when her husband leaves her at the altar and confesses he cheated on her, in front of everyone. After that day, her life doesn't appear so perfect to the women in the city that now laughed behind her back. The poor Lily never felt more pathetic in her life and she wished the ground would swallow her down for the embarrassment she felt in the second he declared he had seconds thoughts. The same day, three hours and about four drinks later, Lily was enough dizzy to finally rebel against her (almost) husband's despicable gesture. She wanted to prove to all the people who called her perfect and who said she would never do something aberrant and crazy by having one night of passion with a mysterious man at the club. Little did she knew that the man was none other than the richest man in the city. Cover was commissioned! Do not use! Join the server for free coins -> Discord server: https://discord.gg/FpMxgdeAf7

_Elle · Urban
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New room

"Maybe you should bring him to therapy indeed." we laughed and sat on a wooden bench. 

"About therapy...I was on the verge of canceling the appointment last night." He said finding his compose to a serious approach.

"I am glad you didn't. Why did you want to do so?" I drifted my gaze to Floyd who began ripping off the glass onto the ceiling.

"I don't know, I was scared I wouldn't be able to live again in my past. That I would panic and have a mental breakdown in front of him. I had never let a stranger get that close to me to see through the walls of my weakness and expose my past."

His voice creaked and for some instants his strong surface broke, falling into pieces and I could see the young kid of his childhood scared and frustrated.