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"every breath you take, and every move you make, every bond you break, every step you take, i'll be watching you" 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛, lucien has always felt that love is something that slips through your fingers, an echo of something you can never quite possess. but then he met fleur, and the world stopped moving at its usual pace. from the first moment, she was a glimmer in his darkness, a melody he couldn't stop listening to, a golden shadow in his deepest thoughts. © beaumont, 02.02.25 fleur delacour ! male.oc