The Cold Night of Regrets
Forgiving yourself is the hardest thing to do
The Cold Night of Regrets
Forgiving yourself is the hardest thing to do

The sun was setting early on the wet, cold streets. The icy rain fell from the sky, causing pedestrians to walk with care and vehicles to move more slowly than usual.
An old man in a threadbare coat and a knit cap that was a donation from a woman who kn…
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