my one enemy and only devil
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  • LECTURAS 16
  • Votos 2
  • Partes 2
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Continúa, Has publicado jul 03, 2024
"Penelope was a girl whose life was filled with suffering: an abusive father, hateful siblings, and a sick mother. Due to her circumstances and depression, she had no friends. Everything changed the day she fell in love with the person she had always despised. The more time she spent with him, the closer they became. Just when she thought her life had finally stabilized, she uncovered secrets that shattered her forever.

Will her relationships with her family improve?
Will she find it in herself to forgive them?
Can she discover true love?
And what are these secrets?

Find out in the upcoming chapters. (I will release one chapter every week 💓)"
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Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.