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𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑶𝑯 ִ ۶ৎ 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑆𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑐𝑖𝑜

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cannibalism ethelcain nataliescatorccio sapphic sophiethatcher wlw yellowjackets

⋆      ℐ 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺. ℐ 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐'𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸.

Chérine Fontaine was no saint. No matter how hard she tried, she always ended up with dirty hands, caught between guilt and the desire to do the right thing. She didn't believe in purity, or happy endings, but she did believe in people. In their ability to change, to redeem themselves, to be better if someone looked at them the right way, and people often confused that with weakness.

If she had to break, she would rather do it with love than let the world make her cruel.

Natalie Scatorccio never asked to be saved. She didn't believe in redemption, or second chances, or love as something clean and unconditional. But if Chérine was a problem without a solution, Natalie was no better. She didn't know how to let go either. She had grown up surrounded by empty promises and lies disguised as affection. And yet, against all logic, she believed in Chérine. 

Their love was never meant to be easy. It was found in stolen moments, in whispered confessions, in the reckless kind of devotion that burned too bright to last. It lived in the ordinary-the shared cigarettes, the quiet laughter, the way their hands always found each other-and in the tragedy, in the blood and hunger, in the choices that hurt more than they healed.

Because love wasn't just about happiness. It was about holding on, even when the world tried to pull them apart.

Natalie Scatorccio x fem!oc
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