Enjoy The Bench
Rosie swallowed down the bile clogging her throat. How dare they? In broad day light and on their bench. Max had never been keen on public displays of affection, but this had been their spot. The place where he had proposed, the place they had been so happy before.
Always before, before the accident, and the damn brunette who had taken Rosie's place. Before, how Rosie hated that word, but she was ready now. She'd practiced, and she would show him.
She raised her hand and concentrated. Slowly it formed and the rest of her body materialized. Vengeance was hers.
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Till next week, folks.