Scars to your Beautiful

WARNING: contains mature content, including triggering scenes.

My heartbeats raced in my ribcage and my hands trembled. The cold wind howled like a nightmare, outside the window and the curtains responded to the wind swaying around like a ghost. I was afraid.. but not of the wind or the storm, I was afraid of him, who was now standing with his back facing me. His oak brown hair that I came to love so much, looked pitch black to me. His silhouette should have been darker in the moonlight, but his white shirt made his body see-through.My throat formed a lump and I couldnt speak anything. His hands were continuously busy and then in few minutes his shirt began slumping down his shoulders.

I shut my eyes as my breaths quickened its pace. The wind howled again, forcing me to open my eyes. He was standing sideways and then I saw it. I gasped covering my mouth with my hands. I blinked.. and blinked again.

"Tell me.." he said in an exasperated tone. His voice turning huskier, "how well do you like me, now that you see my untold truth?"

He was enchanting.

He was beautiful.

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Justice Waters, a 25 year old young woman had lived a life that couldnt be spoken out loudly. Her story, wasnt just a story, but a reality. A true essence that showed the sights which cannot be seen so easily.

The reality and the truth became a swirling trail of different realms that were not supposed to be seen by humans

And it all came with him... disguised as a commoner.. but little did she know who he really was. Both had secrets so dark that were equally horrifying which became the cause of their downfall, miseries, pain, deaths but most of all, it became the cause for their paths to cross and their fates to intertwine as one.

His words and his touch became the only thing that could break her and mend her at the same time.

He was a Devil and he was the keeper of her heart, since he was the one who healed her scars, just the way she had healed his.