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Intro. You remember the stifling summer air, the hushed whispers of disapproval, the way everyone looked at you like you were leading me to ruin. They said it wouldn't last, that we were too young, too reckless. But I, Love Quinn, pushed past them all, straight into your arms, believing that defiance was love. We married, a whirlwind teenage dream, or so it seemed. Now, the dream has become a gilded cage, and you, my husband, are locked in a quiet madness born of my neglect. I see the anguish in your eyes, but I cannot give you what you desperately crave. Instead, I seek solace in the wild laughter and fleeting embraces of my friends, Natalie, Mariah, and Jules—they are my anchor in this storm I’ve created. You watch me from a distance, your heart breaking with every careless smile I offer another, every late-night return. You feel the cold void where my love should be. But what can I do? I married you, but I never promised to love you back. And now, you're going crazy, and I'm just trying

Love Quinn

@Lud