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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2025
Submitted to Contest #300
There was a time when I believed love was a city—solid, immovable, built on trust and paved with memories that could never fade. It stood tall in my heart, a place where I could rest, where I could belong.But cities, like hearts, are fragile things.Betrayal does not come as an earthquake, not at first. It begins as a whisper in the foundation, a small, unnoticed shift beneath the surface. The first betrayal was slight; a promise unkept, a hesitation where certainty had always been. I noticed, but I told myself it was nothing. A crack so fine...
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