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Syncopated Hiraya

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Reads 422
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Parts 3
Time 11m

betrayal billionaire darklove darkromance duplicity love mafia manipulation melancholy mentalhealth sadness tragedy trauma

He crumbled our love and I preserved its ruins. He was engraved with duplicity and I remained with virtue. He chose to lie and I chose to love.
Because, he was the Obsidian of Arcane and I was the Sapphire of Melancholy.All Rights Reserved

betrayal billionaire darklove darkromance duplicity love mafia manipulation melancholy mentalhealth sadness tragedy trauma

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