Relationships Belly Flips

Amanda Sixsmith

I’ve been there, on the precipice of something new and exciting, where holding hands is a thrill, where seeing that someone new each time brings a smile to your face, where each stolen glance makes butterflies dance in your tummy, but then it is five years in and glares become the norm. Divorce is spoken of, and material items are being split, then what?

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