"Some stars burn bright. Others are swallowed by the dark. But what happens to the ones caught in between?" ---------------------⋆⭒˚.⋆🪐 ⋆⭒˚.⋆------------------------ Regulus Black was always meant for the shadows-the perfect son, the heir to a family built on blood and power. Ophelia Potter was never meant to chase ghosts-but she has never been good at letting go. Once, they were friends. Once, they promised forever. But war has a way of breaking things-and people. Now, Regulus walks a dangerous line between duty and conscience, and Ophelia stands on the other side, watching the cracks form. She shouldn't care. She swore she wouldn't. But when you spend years loving something, it's impossible not to notice when it begins to fall apart. And Regulus Black is unraveling. Slowly. Quietly. Like silver bleeding into the night. ִׄ ˚ • 𖥔 ࣪˖ ⭑ ₊ ⭒ *ೃ༄
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