Myra Warren was the opposite of her whiny sister: beautiful, optimistic, kind. She brightened any room despite her spiral of misery. It was the case of everyone adoring her, even though they shouldn't. A mudblood. With the tensions of Grindelwald at...
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"It's just that I fell in love with a war, Nobody told me it ended."
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disclaimer ! in this fic, you will find a rather toxic 'love' story. a few of the triggers include: -mental abuse -drugs/drug abuse -mentions of past physical abuse -manipulation -anger issues -severe mental health issues -self-harm -suicidal thoughts
the story is set in the 60s not the 40s as it canonically should!
