Acilient
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“He's probably one of those men who’s obsessed with their wives,” her friend had said sagely.
Twist of the wrist. Her wound jagged now. Harder to stitch back together. It was all so stupid. She asked Mandy to tell her that. Get it in my head that I’m being so fucking stupid.
“Show me a picture?” Mandy had asked instead. So Samira did. A goddamn screenshot she took from his public Facebook profile picture, because of course that was the only place she could find a picture of him. But he wasn’t holding a fish in it or anything. It was, inexplicably, an artsy affair clearly captured on real film, no filter. He was sitting forward in a chair below a gallery wall of oil paintings, a trailing plant a paid actor rounding out the top right corner. His elbows were on his knees, flash illuminating his eyes, throwing the corded muscles of his forearms in shadow as he clasped his hands just in front of his chin. Candid and casual. At fucking ease, with his stark wedding ring in center frame.
Oh shit, oh shit, her friend had texted back. I’m sorry, that’s devastating.
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Abbot's married. Extremely married. Samira gets through it.
(can be read alone)
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- Part 2 of comeback kid
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“Personally, I like to pass out as soon as my head hits the pillow,” Trinity said, unfazed. Her gaze narrowed to Samira, mischief dancing in her eyes. “But I know some people like to cuddle.”
“You a cuddler, Dr. Mohan?” Ellis’ voice teased.
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the one where dr. samira mohan and dr. emery walsh, both incredibly sleep deprived, decide to join forces to help each other sleep. for science. it goes as well as you'd expect. -
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“I’m sorry. This is probably a mistake,” he says, rubbing the little blue veins at her wrist.
And to Samira, in that moment, he looks like a perfect stranger.
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Cassie was a fucking pervert. She was sick in the head, asking a stranger to fuck herself on a pillow just so Cassie could get off.
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camgirl Victoria and pervert Cassie
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“Samira.” She turns to look at him, hoping her eyes aren’t doing that crazy thing. “You know I’d wait with you forever if that’s what you wanted, but I do think it might be a good idea to head inside sometime soon.”
“Jack.” She says sternly. “What the hell am I supposed to talk to them about?”
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- Part 12 of i’ll be your medicine if you let me