Heartbroken, Irene wiped her tears aside. I’ll not fail, no not this time. Action must be taken. Love must be forsaken. Reaching for her handbag, pulling out out handgun. Lenny’s eyes full of surprise, smirking not believing. Goodbye my love, you must be leaving……
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Escape Reality 
6 responses to “don’t mess with her”
This is raw, cinematic, and emotionally charged. In just a few lines, you sketch a complete arc—from heartbreak to resolve—with striking economy. Irene’s inner shift is palpable: the moment where grief hardens into action feels sudden yet inevitable, and that tension gives the piece its power.
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Thank you for the kind words! Sometimes it just feels right..
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You are welcome.
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ouch…😬
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she’s a great shot i hear 😆
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best stay clear, dylan… we’re better off besides her than infront of her…😋😂
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