He looked at me, contempt in his eyes as he cut the ropes that burned my hands together. "Just because I'm helping you," he sneered, letting me up, "doesn't mean I care. Your death would be a minor inconvenience, that's all."
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As always, loves, genders may be reversed.
Cinder ♡
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