rdhope
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He wears the smell of blood and death like perfume, and I am addicted.
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"You should've come back to me." His voice was quieter this time, but it still carried that same intensity that made my chest ache. I kept my eyes fixed on the sky above us, refusing to let him see the tears threatening to fall.
"I thought you stopped wanting me," I whispered, my hands trembling beneath the sleeves of my sweater.
Tyler stepped closer, his fingers curling beneath my chin until I had no choice but to look at him.
"There has never been a moment," he murmured darkly, "where I didn't want you."
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*CURRENTLY RE-WRITING*
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#1 - MonsterLove - 29/12/2025
#1 - Hyde - 19/05/2026
#2 - Tyler Galpin - 30/12/2025