Broken.
I could only think of that word when describing my life. Every time I looked for any positive, any redeemable memory, it was shattered by the cloud of darkness that draped my every thought. It was to the point where I let that darkness overtake not just my mind, but my every move. Every step felt like another step on broken glass, repeating the mundane march of misery that I had been cursed with.
I was broken - until I met him.
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Beauty of Darkness (Elijah Mikaelson)
FanfictionThe darkness had consumed me. Memories of happier times tormented me with every new day. I moved to New Orleans to get a fresh start - to try and escape the thoughts that haunted me. Little did I know that my past of heartbreak and pain would bring...
