Rescue Me [H.S.]

Rescue Me [H.S.]

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WpMetadataReadCompleta gio, ago 13, 20151h 47m
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"her heart is played like well-worn strings in her eyes the sadness sings of one who was destined for better things" - lang Leav * * * Victoria has decided that this is going to be her last day. The day where she will finally make the cut, which will be a little too deep. But first, her dream has to come true - she has to see her 5 idols. She, especially her scars, gets noticed by Harry, who wants to help Victoria by showing her the beauty in the world.
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Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

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