Marlena let out a sigh of relief as soon as she entered her apartment. She headed straight for her room, collapsing on the bed. She had just finished her last final in her evening class, which indicated the beginning of summer and the end of her junior year of college. She was grateful for the …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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