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_bringmethelollies_

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Parts 27
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Reads 753
Votes 59
Parts 27
Time 12m

_bringmethelollies_

feelings gory insidethoughts shadowss somehappy things

So, I don't usually write anymore.
But sometimes I do get in my feelings and write something that ends up going here. So enjoy and please if you ever feel down and like this talk to someone don't be like me and keep it all in.All Rights Reserved

feelings gory insidethoughts shadowss somehappy things

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Carissima

She was supposed to die by my hands. I tried-again and again. But I failed. Freya was nothing more than a target. A name on a file. A loose end that needed to be tied. Killing her should have been easy. Quick. Painless. But every time I raised my gun, something held me back. And now, she's all I can think about. She doesn't know how many times I almost ended her life. How many nights I spent convincing myself she was just another job. But when my past catches up, I'm forced to make a choice-kill her like I was meant to, or walk away before I destroy her. I thought leaving her would keep her safe. I was wrong. And when I return, she's no longer the girl I left behind. Now, I might be the one who doesn't survive.