faulty_humanx2
He was like a storm, darkness had engulfed him and he had sheltered himself under dark shadows.
She was like sunshine, losing her spark. She pretended to be carefree, with a sensitive heart. But nobody saw beneath the layers, where she was drowning in a black abyss.
They both met and the wreckage began..
Some stories don't begin with love.
Some begin with ruin.