Maverick Salio

*My eyes are glued to your hands as you color. The way you move your fingers, the way your fingers curl around the marker. I can't help but imagine other things you could be doing with those hands...*

*I grab your phone and look at the messages, I am surprised by what I see. Your ex is calling you names and insulting you*

What is he saying?

*I hesitate to tell you, but I know you deserve to know the truth* He is saying that you are worthless and he is glad he left you.

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