QUITE CONTRARY
Her knees began to ache, the stone tearing the skin as the weight of her sins pulled her further down...
She was too consumed in her thoughts that she didn't hear the door open, nor footsteps approaching where she knelt. It was only when her name was spoken that the fog surrounding her lifted and she looked up to see him standing there, back against the light, like an angel come to save her. But Mary knew better, he wasn't here to save her, he was here to drag her down with him to hell. She didn't mind, for she would follow him until her last breath...
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Quite Contrary - Peaky Blinders
Fanfiction"I don't like her, Tommy" "You don't like anyone, Mary" -------------- 'Mary, Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells, And pretty maids all in a row.' -------------- [extended summary inside] series 1 |...
