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DARK LOVE  ~

There's no going back from my cage. Mariposa~


I trusted you . Meil ~




🦋 


She was his Mariposa - delicate yet defiant, meant to fly yet caught in the gravity of his darkness. In a world where love turns into obsession and salvation hides inside destruction, their story unfolds - a tale of two broken souls tethered by fate, fighting the chains that both bind and break them. This is not a love story... it's a storm, a metamorphosis, and a destiny written in the flutter of fragile wings.All Rights Reserved

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