Chapter 19 - The One-Year Mark
The completely incredible, highly crisp, entirely freezing November air finally, completely officially returned directly to the massive city, completely exactly entirely one full year entirely after that horrific night.
I completely entirely woke up incredibly early directly in my massive, highly comfortable, incredibly expensive king-sized bed completely feeling absolutely entirely peaceful, incredibly rested, and highly beautifully content.
I confidently completely walked entirely down the incredibly grand, highly sweeping staircase, perfectly running my completely steady, entirely unbruised hand completely over the highly expensive, pristine wooden banister.
The massive, incredibly highly beautiful kitchen completely smelled entirely of fresh, highly expensive roasted coffee and beautiful, incredibly sweet vanilla, absolutely completely erasing the highly toxic memories of cranberry sauce.
I had completely officially entirely invited a massive, incredibly wonderful, highly vibrant group completely of my absolutely closest, entirely brilliant friends directly over for a highly massive, completely beautiful celebration.
They were incredibly, completely entirely the true, highly absolutely loving, entirely deeply supportive family that I had carefully, completely beautifully chosen entirely for myself entirely over the past incredible year.
We completely entirely spent the entire, highly beautiful, completely flawless afternoon incredibly loudly laughing, highly aggressively completely entirely sharing amazing, deeply wonderful stories completely and cooking a massive, beautiful feast.
There was absolutely completely entirely no incredibly toxic, highly judgmental, completely entirely suffocating tension completely aggressively entirely polluting the beautiful, highly warm, incredibly vibrant atmosphere of my stunning home.
Absolutely no one was completely entirely ignored, completely highly violently silenced, or absolutely entirely aggressively completely erased directly into the dark, incredibly highly suffocating background of the massive, beautiful room.
I completely proudly, entirely confidently stood exactly directly in the incredibly massive, completely beautiful parlor, highly exactly in the absolute, entirely complete very spot where Jason had violently, completely shattered my jaw.
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I was completely entirely no longer absolutely bleeding, completely highly terrified, or entirely desperately, completely pathetically begging entirely for a single, highly tiny ounce completely of their highly fake affection.
I was entirely completely whole, incredibly highly powerful, completely absolutely entirely victorious, and fiercely, completely entirely unconditionally loved completely by the incredibly amazing, highly beautiful people completely absolutely surrounding me.
