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- Parts 5
𝑳𝒀𝑳𝑨𝑯 𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺𝑶𝑹, just another puppet for her parents' image, for their name and status, was the picture-perfect young woman, the one whose piercing blue eyes could shatter souls with just a glance. She held the power over everyone and everything, as she made sure to bury every fragment of her true soul in a ground that not even the quickest and most innocent one of her thoughts was allowed to step on.
𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑨 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑹𝑬𝑹𝑨, repeatedly trying to change herself in order to fit, once again, into her family's sick standards. The blonde failed to fulfill her dreams, now just a delicate piece of art that everyone ignored to look at the more popular and admired one: her older brother. She had everything: the looks, the intellect, the attitude, the manners. Just not the desire to experience a religious-ideal romance.
After Lylah and Anthea's first encounter that caused flames between them, the souls of the two attracted each other like two opposite poles, pulling them into a constant fire that would offer them liberty in exchange of permanent scars on their bodies and souls. Or just turn them into ashes.
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