I was the good Amish girl until I met Trent, left my family, and moved in with him. I thought he was perfect until I came home early one day and found him with our neighbor in our bed. Then my best friend confessed she had slept with him, too, along with plenty of others. Brokenhearted, I left and started anew - a fresh start that leaves me breathless just thinking about it.
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