Our Silent Vows
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She was mine long before she knew it.
I had been raised in shadows, in a world where power was survival and choice was an illusion. But then there was her. She slipped into my life unexpectedly and defiantly, her eyes too bright for a town like this one. She was unafraid of what lay beneath the surface, thinking she could walk away and resist the pull. But every step she took only bound her tighter to me.
She was delicate but stubborn, fierce enough to face what others ran from, even if she didn't fully see it yet. She was the only thing I had ever chosen.
I would break anything to keep her, everything, even her illusions of freedom. Because in a world that offered no choices, she became my one certainty.
I will carve that truth into the world, with blood, if I have to.
R.
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Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.
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