Prologue

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"I love him. Yes I know our relationship isn't exactly perfect but that doesn't matter. I love him so much." Frank refused to meet the concerned eyes of his friend, Ray.

"Frank," Ray banged his fist on the small table, attracting attention in the cafe, "Gerard treats you like shit, then treats you like you're everything to him and it's not healthy. He's like the Devil's Work, and if you stay with him any longer, I'm scared you might get hurt, maybe even killed!"

Frank stood abruptly, knocking his coffee down in the process, its contents spilling all over the table and dripping to the floor.

"Then I guess I'm gonna have to die."

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