I HATE YOU
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Ella
It took just one punch-and my world shifted.
Even when I swore I hated him, I craved him.
His touch. His chaos.
Was it lust? Maybe. Maybe something worse.
Every time it ended, regret swallowed me whole.
But somehow, I always found my way back to him.
And it was driving me insane.
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Azriah
I knew I was breaking her.
Every glance, every word-I was the storm she didn't deserve.
She was pure. Innocent. Everything I wasn't.
And yet, I couldn't stop.
I wanted to be wrong for her. Needed to be.
But I didn't love her. I know that.
She was a magnet-and I was metal.
Drawn. Trapped.
And I hated her for it.
Hated what she made me feel.
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