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مكتمِلة، تم نشرها في يونـ ٢٥, ٢٠٢٣
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How does one define right and wrong? The answer is you can't. Everyone's definition is different. How did I end up so far from who I was before I met, Will Graham and Dr. Hannibal Lecter. Why do I like who I am Now? The blood that sprays on my face isn't innocent blood, though any blood I've ever spilt was never innocent.

One thing I do know is that I love My Husbands..... No matter How Violent we get.

But Let me take you back, to explain how I became to be My true self.

"Will...She talks about you both like you put the stars in the sky." 

"How does one wash the blood off their hands if they're constantly knees deep in it."


*i do not own Hannibal or will graham
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