Whatever ever after, that was life. Screw the fairy tale ending, Mary thought. There has never been and will never be such a thing. Mary collapsed onto the bed, pulling her pillow close to her body. She buried her face in its softness and cried. And cried and cried and cried.
In Plain Sight - Rated: T - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 16 - Words: 86,786 - Reviews: 89 - Updated: 3-3-13 - Published: 7-2-12 - Mary S. & Marshall M. - Complete