Why is it that the people we put the most trust into hurt us the most in the end?
That's the thing, betrayal and pain doesn't come from your enemies.
You give everybody a chance to hurt you.
Those who take that chance become enemies. Those who preserve the chance become traitors.
I don't know which one he is.
I don't want to know.
YOU ARE READING
You are mine. Mine.
FanfictionIt doesn't make a difference. Everything is already set in stone. He is mine. Only mine.
