Women tended to be vulnerable creatures. Some owned up to their flaws…their weaknesses. Others pretended to be much stronger than they were. They liked to believe they were safe behind the walls of where they lived. But apartments weren’t fortresses. If anyone wanted to breach the premise, he could. Easily.
Rachel belonged to that group of pretenders. She loved her independence, and I appreciated that about her.
Always had.
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