"And all of a sudden I felt really tired, like the world had drained me for everything that I had"

- Author Unknown


So many of you have been asking if there will be a sequel to COAMM. I would like to let you all know that I am currently working on this. I will be sharing small snippets from the current works, these will not be full confessions and won't necessarily be in order like the last, this next book is something that will shock a number of you. Please be patient as I get this underway and I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for helping to get me this far! So many exciting things to come.


xx Ava

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COAMMPlaylist - Burn For You - John Farnham

The moment I reached the ground floor I realized that my world would never be the same. I didn't know where I was going but home was not an option. The reality of being alone was too painful to swallow. I didn't really have anyone to turn to, I had pushed almost everyone in my life away to protect the secret that was Hugh and me, and for what? Standing in the lobby of the apartment building I felt what it was truly like to be alone. The man I had devoted so many years to was standing upstairs in the apartment we had spent some incredible moments in, the apartment we had first connected in, smiled in, and solidified our relationship in. It was the apartment that had built my hopes and dreams up to an incredible height only to be shattered in an instant. I stood in the lobby hoping and wishing that he would come after me, at the same time sick at the thought that I knew it still somehow wasn't over. It felt like a horrible nightmare that I couldn't wake up from, there was an empty space within me, something that only he could fill. I had been destroyed by the one person I had given the power to do so. The second that I had allowed myself to breathe easy and enjoy myself I should have known that it was going to end badly, but something about him and his power over me made me ignore every neon warning sign that had been flashing rapidly over the last few months. I broke down in tears in front of the concierge, feeling the sickness wash over me for being so naive. How could I have been so stupid? How could I have been so fucking blind? How could I have believed that I was the only one?


The car service I had absentmindedly ordered arrived, I slid my shades down over my eyes and climbed in the back as the driver placed my luggage in the boot. I couldn't bear to look at the building in front of me, to me it was his "fuck pad" and I vowed to never set foot in that building again, let alone be within 10 meters of it. Placing my head in my hands I sobbed silently at the feeling of being so lost. I was so scared for what my future held, I never wanted this to happen but now that it had, I really didn't know where to go.


Hugh had really fucking destroyed me, I honestly believed that there was no way I was going to be able to pick myself up from this, dust myself off, and keep going. This act of betrayal truly was worse than any sexual or physical abuse that I had ever been forced to endure, this was the worst form of torture...emotional.

My pain ridden thoughts were interrupted by the vibration of my phone ringing. It was him...