if we just had time.

if we just had time.

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⚠️TW⚠️ Mention of abuse, drugs, alcohol, death, blood, rape, sexual assault, blades, and knives. so if you are triggered by any of these it is best for you to not read this book. to the boy who thought he would never hurt her, to the girl who thought she would never get hurt by him. "she didn't want to love him, but she did." "it was her own personal hell." "his little butterfly" "When he sees you, theo." she shook her head. "He'll kill you." "We could have made it out of this together." "Déjà vu, déjà vu, déjà vu."
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𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐖𝐘𝐍 wears pain like a second skin. It's all she's ever known, etched into her bones, buried beneath forced smiles and hollow laughter. A walking contradiction: all sin and sorrow, smoke and shadows. Once passionate, once burning bright, now nothing but ash and ruin. She pretends well, too well, but behind the sharp tongue and unbothered eyes lies a girl screaming to be seen, yet terrified someone actually might. 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍 was born into a world already at war with him. Pain wasn't just a chapter in his life, it was the whole book. Raised in shadows, fed by poison, his lungs filled with smoke and silence. He never asked for love. He never believed he deserved it. Drugs kept the demons quiet. Cigarettes kept his hands busy. Until her. The only good card he's ever been dealt, fragile, feral, and just as broken as him. Together, Liora and Ares are destruction wrapped in desire. A love not meant to be touched, yet impossible to resist. It's messy. Chaotic. Addictive. The kind of love that tastes like sin and feels like home. It's the kind of love that leaves scars, and still, they keep reaching for each other, again and again. What happens when two shattered souls try to build something whole out of ruin?

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