➰Fearless➰
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"Draco," I whispered, my voice cracking. "Please. You're better than this." "No," he croaked. "You don't know what I'm capable of. You don't know what I've done." His lip trembled when he spoke, and a single tear rolled down the side of his face. I wanted to reach out and wipe it away, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. He looked so broken, so fragile. Like a single touch would shatter him.
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