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Edith painted her nails to match the flowers on her table. Even through the closed door, she could feel David sulking. She inhaled the sharp acetate odor of the polish as she worked; she concentrated on the soft falls of hair tumbled like blinders on either side of her(more)
"over the top" is how you would describe it. But I thought it was rather cute actually. What would you know about it anyway? I told myself that it doesn't matter what you would say, and yet, somehow I always hear your voice, your opinion anyway. Why is that(more)