Tainted mate

Tainted mate

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Happy endings don't exist. Never have. Never will. But what if there was someone who could give you your happy ending? Sound to good to be true? That's because it is. Because for every possible happy ending there is always that one person who wants nothing more than to steal it. What about questions? You know, those questions that are always bouncing and echoing off in your head? The ones that will never be answered. Well guess what. Those won't be answered just like your happy ending won't come true. But my life has never been so stereotypical. My life has always been different. My happy ending could come, and my questions could be answered. But everything comes with a price. And prices like those...are never cheap.
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