Just Me, Myself and You

Just Me, Myself and You

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**Complete** The best secrets are the most twisted. "The greatest beauty in life is it's mystery, the inability to know what course our life will life will take, and diligently work to transmute into our final form based upon a lifetime of constant discovery and enterprising effort", he said staring into complete darkness, watching the burning ball of gasses, twinkle and light up the dark sky shining like billions of tiny diamonds we've come to known as stars. Slowly he turned his head towards me, his pure hazel eyes staring into my brown ones, melting every atom of my existence. The natural glaze of the moonlight illuminates his features as I stared into the eyes of a flawless Greek God. His wise words taking me by surprise, and I began to fall even more inlove with him. If that was even humanely possible. Join the journey of Delilah Rose and Blake Cooper. Enjoy ❤ ⚠COPY RIGHTED ALL RIGHTS RESERVED➡ Queen_Nabz ⚠
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WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24

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