The Itchy Soul: Chapter 52
IT WAS AS I was crying that Pete walked into the bedroom with two cups of tea. He took one look at me with tears running down my cheeks, quickly put the tea down, hurried round to where I was sitting and pulled me into a hug.
“Oh April, don’t worry love. We’ll figure it out. We’re in this together remember.”
“But you don’t understand,” I sniffed.
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