The Soldier and his Lover

The Soldier and his Lover

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After I woke up in the hospital bed, my mum and sister looking at me with sad sympathy, I knew something was seriously wrong. Then I remembered: the projects, the sting as a bullet grazed my skin, the puddle, the live wire. I destroyed my own leg. There wasn't anything from my players, which pissed me off. Not because I was overly sentimental, just the fact that my bloody nerve endings were shot! "Where's Mary?" I asked out of instinct, my tone soft and scared that she'd abandoned me too. Harry confirmed my fears when she shook her head and had the mixed expression of anger and pity. "But, someone did leave something for you. If that means anything to you" she said softly I noticed a cane by my bedside, and it took me by surprise. I searched for a note but I it was fruitless. But it smelled like yew trees, dirt, books, harmless chemicals, and nicotine. Sherlock. I need to apologize to Sherlock.
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"Why?" she asked him, her voice trembling with emotion. "Why do you hate me so much?" Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes, cascading like a waterfall down her cheeks. He watched her silently, his expression cold and unforgiving. As she reached out to touch his hand, he instinctively pulled away, his gaze filled with a burning intensity that sent shivers down her spine. "Why?" she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Why are you asking me now?" he retorted, his voice dripping with anger. "After coming back into my peaceful life, you destroyed everything I had built over so many years." She continued to cry silently, her heart heavy with regret and sorrow. "There's no turning back now," he said, his tone laced with hate. "You brought this upon yourself." : : : She is sinner ! She is storm ! In Hers, souls find temptation she leaves behind a trail of broken spirits She revels in their destruction She thrives in chaos feeding on sin she exhales darkness !!! She is his butterfly🦋 He is her Healer ! He is calm ! in his presence,wounds find solace He offers redemption with every touch He heals broken He brings order nurturing grace He breathes life into despair !!! He is her Ee-an✨ Get ready for the rollercoaster ride, bring popcorn and tissues with you! As we are going to being emotional rollercoaster!! Pics credits goes to their rightful owners! I DO NOT own any of them, they were taken from google and Pinterest! * Mature Content* 🔞 Read at your own Risk!!!

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