✍ Scribed by Leah Holt; Nora Flite
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I left everything behind. . . even her.
I had fallen in love with a girl; innocent, pure, and the daughter of a pastor.
She became my world.
Until her father tore her from my arms, cursing me to hell.
I was Jayden Henry, the bad kid, the poor kid, the boy with no future.
How could I ever give his daughter what she deserved?
I begged her to run away with me, but she said no.
With a broken heart, I left on my own, determined to never look back.
Until my sister calls years later to tell me our father passed away.
Reluctantly, I agreed to come home.
I thought I’d be fine, I thought I’d feel nothing.
But, when I see Betty-Sue, with her perfect smile, sparkling eyes, and lick-able curves, my cold, dead heart can’t stop from skipping a beat.
Everything I thought I felt was wrong. I was more alive than ever.
And if I stay, it’s only to claim what’s always been mine.
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