"I knew you'd be here." I let out a breath, settling down on the edge of the rock next to her. She kept quiet, her gaze focused on the gentle movements of the ocean. "I wanted to clear my mind." I took her hands in mine, intertwining them. "What's wrong?" I asked her, drinking in every inch of her face. She's gorgeous. "You don't need to tell me if you don't want to, but know that i'm always here for you." I spoke up when i noticed her silence. A smile crept up on her face, her dimples popping out on the side of her cheeks. "Thank you." "I think i'm in love with you." I grumbled out as i pulled her closer, slowly guiding her head to my shoulder. "Yeah?" Her warm eyes met mine as she let out a soft laugh. I looked down at her. "Yeah, my heart feels like it's beating out my damn chest."

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After the murder of her mother shattered everything she knew, Noemi Vane is left carrying the kind of grief that follows her everywhere-and the lingering fear that keeps her looking over her shoulder. Forced to leave behind the only life she's ever known, she moves to the quiet town of Satbury with her younger sister to live with the father she barely remembers and the family she's never known. A fresh start awaits her at Wrenmere Hall, where centuries-old stone walls, candlelit libraries, and mist-covered mornings promise a chance to disappear from the life she's lost. Jasper King has spent two years rebuilding his life after addiction nearly destroyed it. Sobriety has taught him that some things are worth fighting for-but falling in love was never part of the plan. Because loving someone that deeply feels dangerously close to losing himself again. Neither of them are looking for love. But as old wounds refuse to stay buried and the past begins to catch up with them, Noemi and Jasper discover that healing doesn't always happen alone- and that sometimes the greatest risk isn't loving someone. It's letting them stay.

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 explores the quiet helplessness of loving someone you can't save from themselves, even when you're just as lost. »» - ❦ - «« 𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐳𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢 has learned to keep going long before she was ready to. She moves through life with a quiet kind of control, one that doesn't come naturally. She doesn't expect anyone to notice her. He does. He's rough where she isn't, guarded in ways that she recognizes without needing an explanation. Everything about him should've made her step away. But she never did. She stayed to see past his hard surface and understand the words he doesn't say. However, the longer she stayed, the more she noticed the patterns unraveling. It felt too familiar after all. Her father had lost the same fight he was still in. The kind of fight that consumes everything and everyone around it. She wonders if she's holding onto something that was never meant to last. 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢 has worn himself down by everything he's tried to outrun. After so long, numbness is the only thing that feels consistent and familiar. It's something he could slip into without thinking. He leaned on substances like a shield. After so long, he's gotten used to shutting everything out. But, she doesn't stay out. She isn't loud, but she's impossible to ignore. Her quiet steadiness unsettles him more than any high. Without meaning to, she shows him what he's spent his life denying. For a while, he allows himself to believe he could be different. But change doesn't come easy. He falls back into what he knows best.

To teach a lesson, you must understand what you are going to teach first. That was my case. I know that if I want revenge on someone, it is most likely that I know what revenge is about. And revenge is a subject I know to its finest precision. ────୨ৎ──── 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬. 𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨. ────୨ৎ──── started - 01/01/2026 ended - tbr. ────୨ৎ──── 1# in duelpov