Falling star || ghost
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❝ You only love the image of me you've created inside your head.. you never truly loved me,..
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did you? ❞
α gнσѕт ησνєℓ
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ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇʀꜱ !
៚ All characters in the story (except oc') belong to the developers of Call of Duty.
៚ Further chapters may contain mature themes so please read w/ caution.
៚ Please do NOT steal the storyline.
៚ May or may not rewrite soon.
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𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟕/𝟐𝟓/𝟐𝟒
𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟕/𝟐𝟓/𝟐𝟒
𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 :
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