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What happened when you love someoneーbut only a part of them? That's what Anthony Vaudrin did. A man who knows nothing nor understood about love and only heard that love is eternal. A man who believes that something eternal should be preserve. Until he met her. The only woman who never feared him. An angle who taught a new feeling that tickled his stomach. The one who taught him that a racing heart doesn't mean he had a disease. The only women who didn't see his past, only him. "I know. Even though it's a sin, I'm still loving you." She said with all her might, smilling through the pain. When the new world he had just begun to see started to crumble, he was left with no choice. To remember her. To preserve her.
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