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It was a bumpy road. There was no light, none at all. It was raining and she had no umbrella. But she walked slowly into the rain, into the night. She was trying to hold her tears and regrets back. But they kept coming back. It was too much. She walked. She had no more reasons to stay. Without a place to go, she didn`t know where she was heading. But she walked, because she felt any place was better than the one she left.

The past haunted her every step and memories of happy moments kept coming back.

She didn`t care.

She decided to leave. To leave it all back.

The night was her only friend, lover and parent. She married the night. At least the night was all hers.