❝In your wake, the people you've abandoned are those left to pick up your pieces. And they'll always cut themselves on the shattered glass in the spot where you used to be.❞
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For My Beloved
Short StoryA collection of short stories in which the root of their love is simultaneously the harbinger of their demise. Because the risque of the heart's desires is often found embedded in the knife jutting through it. "...you're writing style is top-notch...
Part Two: Youthful Liberty
❝In your wake, the people you've abandoned are those left to pick up your pieces. And they'll always cut themselves on the shattered glass in the spot where you used to be.❞
