We all have our demons, don’t we?
Porsha can very well answer her own question. God knows she’s been dealing with her own demons for far too long; her PTSD is like a shackle around her entire body, dragging her down since her childhood years.
She closes her eyes for a brief second because the room is like a tomb; it is dark and smells like death.
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