Moonlight illuminated the dimly lit room. Broken glass shards were scattered on the floor.
He looked back at her deep blue eyes. Jet black hair cascaded her back, cold aura in her eyes, and a blade on her hand.
What a beautiful disaster
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Beautiful Disaster
RomanceMoonlight illuminated the dimly lit room. Broken glass shards were scattered on the floor. He looked back at her deep blue eyes. Jet black hair cascaded down her back, cold aura in her eyes, and a blade on her hand. What a beautiful disaster
