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"I know, I know. I just... it was hard enough telling my family the first few times. They already knew what my exes did to me, and they never protected me." She frowned. "So, I never told the cops." |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan hugged her, then pulled back to look into her eyes. "You're safe here, we'll protect you," |
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The next morning, she was just in a depressed mood. She just layed in bed, as it was only 3:00 in the morning. |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan lay asleep next to her in bed. He was rolled on his side as they'd been cuddling when they fell asleep. |
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She shifted slightly, and cuddled into him, sleep finally taking over her. |
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Dylan woke the next morning with her in his arms, he cuddled in, burying his nose in her hair. |
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She was sound asleep, her head on his chest. |
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Dylan just held her close, cuddling. |
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She remained asleep, dark bags under her eyes. |
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Dylan looked down at her, seeing she looked awful. He hummed sympathetically and cuddled into her, brushing his fingers through her hair. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
