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There is a world out there where I could have been happy. Where we could have been friends, and you could have benefited from what I know. Unfortunately, we don't live there.
This is not a romance novel. Do not think this is a romance.
Not all mobile devices will be able to show all the text accurately, as I use fonts as a conveyer of mental health.
Warning
Every warning you can think of. There will be gore rape torture and what is worse.
Also, I make stories by writing the story plot and everything, and rewriting it to fit in the small details. The chapters all the final ones but the story itself has been finished.
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