Enid POV:
I don't know how this all started. Honestly, it's all a blur. Wednesday Addams, why did she have to be so perfect? And now I'm standing in the corner of her living room... Sobbing as she looks at me with those eyes, those perfect eyes. And to think this all started with a bus ride... Her gaze pierces through me as she opens her mouth to speak...
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I Don't Love - Wenclair
FanfictionI don't love, I don't feel anything, I don't feel anything where this love should be...
