"I love you," I said, melting deeper into his embrace. His arms squeezing me tightly against his chest. I would have done anything for him. I would kill, steal or die for this man.
But now, I stand here, in front of his grave crying. I would get my revenge, for they took everything from me.
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Is It Really Worth it?
Teen Fiction"'I can't really help but think to myself, that this isn't worth everything"'
