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If only the snowtops could swallow the lies and secrets

This was it! The trip of a lifetime. Beauty. Awe. Tranquility. However, everything was far from tranquil. Her heart was in turmoil and her brain was muddled. Nothing made sense anymore.

They had sat for an early dinner with their assigned dinner table mates. It was lovely getting to know another couple until the secrets vomit came out. In the middle of their second course he shared stories that never should have been told. Now, she was lost, confused, and alone. If only the snowtops could swallow the lies and secrets. But that was not going to happen. Instead she was about to be devoured.

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