In My Next Life

I knew my life would never be the same once I had to leave. Everything I knew and loved was at this beach and because of unforeseen circumstances, I could no longer stay. I knew it was partially my fault, but I also knew that if Steve hadn’t reacted the way he did, I would not be in this situation. I began to form a plan – if I could just get rid of Steve I could stay. He was the only one who knew I was responsible for the murder in the first place. If only he hadn’t interrupted me. 

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