Stand Up (Benedict Cumberbatch fanfic)

Stand Up (Benedict Cumberbatch fanfic)

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They diagnosed me with cancer. The big, bad disease that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. And it was terminal. I went from having my whole life open to me to a rapidly shrinking window. So I left. I ran to London. I met him there. Benedict Cumberbatch. I met him when everything around me was falling down. He taught me to stand up. -Eleanor Weston
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Him and I

{cover done by @colorlessrainbow_} [The book is actually better than the description] Why would a wealthy, successful, eccentric, mysterious, secretive businessman like Benedict Cumberbatch lay his eyes on you? You, a woman who stole and lied for majority of her life to keep your younger brother safe and healthy. You, who just got bailed out of jail. It's not like you stole for fun. You did it to survive and to feed your brother. As you got older, it did start to become a hobby, but you knew when to stop. Meeting Benedict Cumberbatch was the best, and worst, thing that happened to you. It took time, for a man like him to reveal all the secrets he had. It didn't take time, for a woman like you to forgive all the secrets and lies he kept from you. You didn't care if he was a good, wealthy man or a bad, poor man; either way, you knew you loved him.

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