Solitaire (Erik Destler x Reader)

Solitaire (Erik Destler x Reader)

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"I W O N T L E T Y O U S L I P A W A Y F R O M M E" You were a silent street dweller. You made your living off of doing tasks for others. You paraded around as a young boy your whole life, and people believed your lie. Eventually you find a place of better work and residence when your secret is discovered and cannot afford it getting out. You were no longer solitaire with the angel watching you.
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