Always, Forever. {H.S.}

Always, Forever. {H.S.}

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Avyanna Payne must escape from her abusive and manipulative father... Harry, the man who she's always hated takes an odd interest to her situation. But he's hiding something from her, when will the truth come out? Will she ever be fully free from her father? Does anything truly last forever? "I don't think I hate you anymore..." He says weakly, pressing his head into my chest more while the tears drain from his eyes and onto the fabric covering my body. My heart aches a bit more, looking down to him. I say what I've been thinking for the past few days. "I don't hate you anymore either, Harry." *WARNING* This story includes very sensitive and possible triggering topics. Such as: Violence Rape Harassment Murder
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