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I throw my arm up to shield my eyes, but as I do, there’s a thud fro sensors go off

I slaht “Fuck!” I bring the huge SUV to a dead stop, peering outin the dark and rain to see what I’ve hit I see a red dress soaked and clinging around ain the street

I throw open , and a flood of relief rushes throughto sit up

“Easy” I cradle the back of her head and see blooda red rivulet in her blonde hair

Her red lips open as she tries to breathe through the downpour, eyelids fluttering as she looks up at me

And suddenly I feel like I’

Tuht red lipstick s to her every curve and shows off hardened nipples under the thin fabric

“You hit s to her dark lashes

“I didn’t see you”

She winces and brings her hand to the side of her head, pushing herself up on the pavement with her other arm

“I’ with her hands to her midsection “How could you not see me?” She s me!”

I feel a loss as she shoves my hand away, and I want to scoop her up to draw her in closer “I’s,” I“Even beautiful, red things”

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Esme

THERE ARE BAD DAYS

Then there are bad days