I Want To Forget You
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I am born from the ashes. I should have died. I am Amre. A lost soul from a dirty society.
And, look at Marcus. An angel escaped from Hell. No one is a victim of his past.
But, everyone will pay for the mistakes made. Really? Too good to be true!
An orphanage abandoned and forgotten by the world, where are the hearts to those who suffer and weep in silence.
"They said she went missing in the night. They lied!"
I am the girl who knew what it meant to die, then... to recognize the face of the one who did it. My life changed when I accomplished that the monsters of my past, in fact, they protected me. I was one of them.
I fell into a clandestine love game, where the flame was burning at the last moment. Marcus, the son of the one who made me suffer. In flesh and bones!
"Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture.
And, you know what I learnt?
You can't run away from the shadows of the past that haunt you, but you can invite them to dance."
I ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ...
ʟᴏᴠᴇ/ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ/sᴜsᴘᴇɴsᴇ/ᴍɪsᴛᴇʀʏ
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