Maybe sometimes Cupid runs out of arrows and only shoots one of us. Maybe the grief that perches by my neck is like loves souvenir. Maybe grief, the hollow being as it lives, is the receipt we carry as the weight on our shoulders to prove that we have once stolen the beating beauty of someone; all while their breath still coils this dark earth. And if this is true, I have loved well. Here is my proof. My proof is you Clay. But please, I beg. Please tell me that I'm not as forgettable as your silence makes me feel. - Extract from chapter 18💗 More info: ••• I have changed the cover art of this fanfic so it seems more appropriate to the story compared to when I started writing it in November of 2022 and it has since been a changed!! ••• - NO SMUT (only like kissing or stuff like that) - included w chapters where some characters are in the hospital with injures but not too much into detail as to not make anyone uncomfortable!! - Contains car crashes and homophobia in some context - HAS DNF & KARLNAP *** I would just like to exclaim that I start writing this book a little over a year ago and back then, I had no writing experience and was just ,rather confidently, thriving off of passion so as you read on, you might notice a change in the structure and quality in the chapters while they evolve as I begin to better my skills and my ability. ⚠️THIS BOOK IS NOT AN EPILOGUE OF ACCELERATE⚠️ Ongoing - 🫶🏻
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