metanoia (H.S)

metanoia (H.S)

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"metanoia /ˌmɛtəˈnɔɪə/ noun change in one's way of life resulting from penitence or spiritual conversion. "Since you came along I experienced a profound metanoia, everything about me became just about you. so then you decided to crawl under my soul like a relentless hurricane and flip my life over, you decided to show me that before you, I was no one. You decided to touch every single part of my being, every inch of my mind, my soul and my body to make me believe this is what i've been missing my entire life, that this was really the kind of love people talked about. But it turned out to be the complete opposite, you wanted me to experience metanoia after meeting you, and I forgot that for that, you had to become my penitence." // TW // contains descriptive, strong bloody violence, drug use, illegal activities. strong language, scenes of sexual nature. intended for mature audiences only.
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{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.

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