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[Y/N] never believed in the concept of 'love from above'.
Life had long since become meaningless to her. She had lived on the streets for almost a year now, and yet nobody had come to 'save' or 'rescue' her from the depths of hell.
She tried to stay on the optimistic side of things. She tried to convince herself that it would eventually get better.
Every time she reached out it would only get worse.
It happened with her parents.
It happened with her lover.
It happened with the mafia, who loaned her money that she couldn't pay back.
That money was slowly lost to rent, bills, and necessities, which were used to help her survive alone, without a decent parental figure to nudge her in the right direction.
She believed that there were no good people in the world.
Everyone was selfish.
Getting a job was near impossible.
She was left to rot in the streets.
She owed eighty-five millione lire.
Passione was alerted that she hadn't paid them back just yet. Like most gangs, they would send one of their gang members to collect her debt...
No matter the method used.
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a/n 8/12/22: guess who rewrote this bitches.
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HEART OF GOLD. | vento aureo
Fanfic"I understand the motive, but why?" ᴠᴇɴᴛᴏ ᴀᴜʀᴇᴏ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ -- 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕. 𝚄𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜... 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎... 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝. 𝙸𝚝...