Fire was coursing through her veins,
As gentle kisses softly pecked at her lips.
His fingers ghosted across her skin in teasing patterns.
This was her heaven, her nirvana.
Incoherent moans, arching backs, and whispered murmurs of love.
The window panes are fogged with each breath.
Slowly she rose down from her ecstasy.
A hollow feeling filled her chest.
He exited the bedroom and she was back to being broken again.
Just like everything else in her life.
She was reduced to ashes.

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