Cursed Game

Cursed Game

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Romance
it's an internet love that they both thought would last a long time but it also came at a time that gradually turned into a one sided love...
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Fretzie Cruz learned how to disappear long before anyone noticed how glowing she was. An artist in every sense, she keeps her brilliance hidden-choosing shadows over attention, silence over being seen. Angelo Montgomery, on the other hand, is unraveling. Consumed by anger and loss, he retreats from a world he no longer understands, carrying feelings from a past he refuses to face. They meet in the quiet. Always searching for hidden corners, saying nothing-until their shared silences begin to feel like safety. Angelo finds peace where his anger softens. Fretzie, for the first time in a long while, finds rest. Near him, sleep comes easily. Unforced. Unafraid. What begins as coincidence turns into comfort. What turns into comfort slowly becomes something deeper. But healing asks difficult questions. What happens when the past refuses to stay buried? How do you trust love when you've learned to fear it? And how do you prove your heart is choosing differently this time? In the space between pain and possibility, Angelo and Fretzie learn that love doesn't always arrive loudly. Sometimes, it comes softly- like the golden hour, where everything is gentle, fleeting, and finally safe.

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