3 | Past and Silhouette

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Closing his eyes, he knows that he would never be forgiven by her. However, with the chipped off ice, he knows that she is going to roam off again.

This time round. He will never let her go. Never.

*

She lied in the ice. She can't move then. She stirred now.

Years of captive never erase her pain. It will never.

*

"You have never trusted me. All you trust is your eyes. I told you you will regret this."

He killed her. Pierce through her heart. All because he thought that she massacre his sect. Screw thought. He knew that she would never but he did not dare risk thousands of life to believe her. So, he killed her.

She was clad in a fury red that day. She is the epitome of beauty. Her figure burn in those eyes who land on her. She is a goddess. Literally.

A mere human that is forced to become a goddess because of love. A love that is reciprocated by nails and a sword through her heart.

And a girl that is foolish enough to get hurt once again for and by the guy she loves.

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