Her Sin (Ryan Garcia Fanfic)
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Last published Tue, Feb 24, 2026
Ryan POV
I took a deep breath exiting the car taking my bag with me walking towards the house,
I told myself that I would keep my distance because it took me weeks to get her out of my head,
but here I am at her doorstep.
I didn't leave that day because of my injury,
I left because I can't control myself around her,
her scent,
her smile,
her eyes,
she drives me crazy,
So crazy that when someone disrespects her I just want to rip their heads out of their bodies.
My brain tells me she is not mines but my heart says something else.
Is falling in love with someone who is not yours a sin?
If it is then she is my sin and I'm hers.
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