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Fuck, i groaned 

That tremendous and similar pain lingering in my bones from that ordeal 

I removed my shirt and touched the fresh bruises dug deep into my skin that no spell, no wizard, no one could fix

This was deeply etched in my heart, and I could feel it. I could feel the tears streaming down my face, the buckling of my knees as I fell to the ground, and the ease with which I sobbed uncontrollably.

I shivered with the hearing of a door being opened

Those beautiful eyes embraced me when the door cracked; they brimmed with sympathy and sorrow.

And i melted 




Regardless of how much resentment I have for him, I cannot disagree with the fact that he stood by me as I was being beaten to death then grabbed up and thrown out like trash.



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