

He was a rogue, obviously, but did have somewhat gentle hands. Apparently the sentinel in front of her home was on a coffee break when the fragile woman was taken hostage. The silver heart bracelet she always wore was ripped away when he took her hand. She lay tonight, heart pulsing, the memory of her abduction fresh as it came every night, and finding no solace for her in the silence of her bedroom. These five years since, the recurring nightmare plagued her. She was rescued, her captor imprisoned, but there was still no peace for her.
MLMM Monday Wordle #392
that was awesome Cheryl 🙂
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Thank you Carol
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Excellent take Cheryl, very realistic. Thanks for joining in.
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Powerful!
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