Born From Chaos (Blood Bounded)

Born From Chaos (Blood Bounded)

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( Bound by blood) "Dear Love, All your words. They gashed me in my heart. They gave me wound that could not be healed by any of your sorry. And it bleeds so much. And it'll continue to do so. Until it becomes a scar that will remain with me till my death. The scar will constantly remind me of the pain and agony that you have caused me. It'll remind me how much of a cruel person you are. It'll be the reason of me not making not making such big mistakes, Again. I might forgive you someday , but I'll never forget the amount of torment you've inflicted on me. Yours Arianna•" Reading the letter he sinks to the ground, remembering each and every lovely moments with her. Now she hates him and its all his mistake. He can't bear this. He got up and ........... I'm not sure if you like it or not but it's my first draft. I hope you guys like & appreciate it. Leave good or bad comments I don't mind. if you guys will encourage me it'll definitely bring out the best in me.
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