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Chapter 20 - The One-Year Anniversary

On the exact, one-year anniversary of the incredibly terrifying night I had fled from Portland, I sat peacefully on my quiet front porch.

The completely incredible, highly massive golden sun began completely entirely to slowly, beautifully set entirely over the quiet, highly pristine, incredibly wealthy Washington neighborhood.

I held a steaming, incredibly delicious cup of herbal tea in my hands, completely breathing in the crisp, beautiful, entirely safe evening air.

I thought back to the absolutely terrified, incredibly bruised woman who had laid completely broken on the cold, incredibly hard kitchen floor tasting her own blood.

She felt like a completely different, entirely distant person now, a highly tragic character from a terrible, incredibly dark story that was finally over.

I completely proudly, entirely confidently smiled incredibly brightly, absolutely knowing that I had entirely rescued myself when absolutely no one else would completely help me.

I had completely entirely outsmarted a highly wealthy, incredibly violent, entirely ruthless monster and permanently locked him completely away in a cold, heavy steel cage.

There was absolutely completely entirely no incredibly toxic, highly judgmental, completely entirely suffocating tension completely aggressively entirely polluting my beautiful, highly warm, incredibly vibrant home.

I completely entirely finally, absolutely incredibly knew exactly, completely entirely who I officially, completely absolutely was, and I was entirely completely absolutely never going to be afraid again.

The beautiful, incredibly bright, highly massive stars began completely entirely to slowly, beautifully twinkle entirely in the dark, incredibly vast, completely peaceful night sky above me.

I completely entirely took a highly massive, incredibly deep, entirely absolutely incredibly refreshing sip completely of the incredibly delicious, highly perfectly warm, completely beautiful tea.

I had completely successfully won the massive, incredibly terrifying war for my absolute survival, and I was absolutely entirely completely at absolute, pure peace.

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The terrifying chapter of absolute betrayal, massive greed, and violent survival was officially, permanently closed forever in the absolute best possible way.

I was completely entirely ready to boldly embrace whatever incredible, highly beautiful adventures patiently waited for me in the rest of my completely amazing life.

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