Longing... Rusted... Seventeen... Daybreak... Furnace... Nine... Benign... Homecoming... One... Freight car... These words repeated in my head. Everyday. I wanted to forget. I couldn't. I never could. I am a monster. That's what I was. I am all alone. Right? (This story may not follow up with some of the events and this somehow took a major turn in events from what I planned at the very beginning, but just so yall are aware, this person is a winter soldier, and it is not a love story between Bucky and her. Somehow it ended up being with someone else who you'd really probably never guess)
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