Roses and Ashes Alike

Roses and Ashes Alike

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Nothing meant more to me than to Evelyn Gray than her roses, her very last memory of her mom before she was abandoned in the cold hospital. She called Evelyn a monster for what she had done 17 years ago, she lost both her Daughter and her Husband that day and for once, she wasn't so forgiving. She had taught Evelyn to keep every emotion inside a mental cube. As long as it was all contained, no one else would be hurt. But when the last thing that helped Evelyn keep everything contained is also stolen from her, she loses grip of reality. As Evelyn slowly defends to Madness, the whole town are the ones to suffer her actions. And as town folks fingers are pointed in every direction, one person has always seemed to refer blame off of Evelyn. And soon, fingers would be pointed elsewhere. Soon, the town slowly begins to learn that roses and ashes are much more alike than they had originally thought, and slowly began to slip from reality themselves as well.
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She was mine long before she knew it. I had been raised in shadows, in a world where power was survival and choice was an illusion. But then there was her. She slipped into my life unexpectedly and defiantly, her eyes too bright for a town like this one. She was unafraid of what lay beneath the surface, thinking she could walk away and resist the pull. But every step she took only bound her tighter to me. She was delicate but stubborn, fierce enough to face what others ran from, even if she didn't fully see it yet. She was the only thing I had ever chosen. I would break anything to keep her, everything, even her illusions of freedom. Because in a world that offered no choices, she became my one certainty. I will carve that truth into the world, with blood, if I have to. R. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

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