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The Taste of Redemption - I. A. Dice

Finally, her eyes moved over to my face and to do so, she had to tilt her head back – that’s how small she was. She couldn’t meet my eyes without tilting her head. She’d need a fucking ladder to be eye-level with me.
Another two seconds passed before our eyes locked, but once they did, I swear, my heart just stopped.
Literally.
For twenty-five years, it was beating fine. Sometimes faster than it should do, sometimes slower, but it was always beating.
Until I saw Nadia’s eyes.”

My life used to be just a collection of meaningless moments, but the day I met Nadia, I began questioning my whole existence. I was into her the minute I saw her, and I couldn’t shake it off. There was something about that petite, delicate baby doll that I needed; something that made me feel better about my past and look optimistically into the future.
Suddenly, I was no longer sure if the choices I had made years ago were the right ones to make.
I wanted to change.
I wanted to add meaning to my life, and Nadia was helping me do that.
The problem was that she didn’t want to be with me, and I slowly couldn’t manage without her.

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