Akina Marie Chargualaf

Jan 3, 2021

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Photo by Andrik Langfield on Unsplash

“So you’re really leaving?” he asked.
“I am.”
He was never much of a hugger, but he brought me into his arms and held me as I felt myself unravel.
“Are you doing it for you?” he asked.
I nodded my head, “yes, but for all the wrong reasons.”