Helia_Moon
The story of that 1 year-of many emotions. His story. His story of losing her.
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"If this is balance," he spat, "if this is destiny-then it's cruel. It's ugly. And I don't accept it."
His voice dropped, shaking, furious and devastated all at once.
"I don't forgive you," he whispered fiercely. "Not today. Not ever."
And then, like a wound ripped open too far:
"I loved her," he screamed, voice shattering into sobs. "I loved her more than anything that ever existed in this universe. More than myself. More than life."
He clutched the ring in his fist, pressing it to his forehead like a vow and a curse.
"So if loving her this much is a crime," he gasped, breaking completely, "then I'll keep committing it. Over and over. Until the end of me."
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πΉπππππππ-ππ,
π»ππ'π ππππ ππππ πππππππ, π’πππ? π΅ππ πππππππππ πππ πππ’πππ?
His breath broke on the very first line.
A soft, broken sound left his chest-half laugh, half sob-as his fingers curled into the paper like he might fall through it if he didn't hold on.
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I guess you could categorize it as angst-but basically it's sadness, and I feel it shows and give a lot more to their love.