Twisted // Peter Pan|Robbie Kay

Twisted // Peter Pan|Robbie Kay

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I frowned. I don't know why, but I did. Maybe it was because he was denying me the comfort of his warm embrace. Or maybe it was because the realization had finally hit me. Something I've known for so long and had always haunted me, yet something I've never wanted to admit. I meant nothing to him. I was merely a pawn in Pan's twisted game. started//29 of june
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