Horizon carefully rolled over to the other side of the bed. This had become a nightly ritual. Laying down on her cold, hard bed, reliving her past mistakes, and quietly crying herself to sleep. She had everything she ever wanted, ever needed in front of her and she tore it apart. She had returned to her own personal living hell and that was something she was going to have to live with it.


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He still questioned himself night after night. As hard as he tried, he couldn't find the strength to move on and forget her. It had been months. He still wasn't quite sure why she ran, but she had and he hadn't seen her since. He rolled over, hugging an extra pillow tightly to himself, closing his eyes and falling into another restless slumber.