Enchanted
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Fanfic
Justin Bieber
He lost the love of his life...and was left devastated, alone, and ruined. The death of his love destroyed him, until he met her... He fell deeply in love with her and so did she... But what happens when a mysterious stranger from Justin's past returns? Unveiling all his darkest secrets left hidden and locked away for no one to ever find out. Will he fight for the love of his life? Or was he only enchanted by her beauty? Find out in Enchanted :)
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Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.

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