Bullet Shaped Heart
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❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨.❞
Some people survive chaos -they wear it like armor,
growing stronger in its storm. And some don't just survive it -they thrive in it,
because chaos is the only language they've ever spoken.
Two souls, sharp-edged and stubborn, mirror images in motion.
Different in every way that mattered - and yet, somehow, exactly the same.
Both addicted to power, but no victory ever fed the hunger.
It wasn't about peace.
It was about winning.
New York City's finest, turned against each other -not to serve the mission, but to prove who deserved the crown.
She fought to claim it. He fought to destroy it.
And the city held its breath as ambition went to war with itself.
Liliana Blake.
Carson Kingston.
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