Exile. The Greatest
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I hate her.
Or at least, I tell myself I do.
Sasha Berkoff is reckless.Unafraid to challenge everything I stand for. She's the only person who has ever looked me in the eye and laughed at my authority. Mocked me. Treated me like I wasn't someone to be feared.
She doesn't understand this world-the one I was forced to survive in. The one that shaped me into what I am. And that infuriates me.
Because she's free. She doesn't have blood on her hands. Doesn't wake up with nightmares clawing at her throat. She walks through life like the war hasn't already decided all our fates.
I hate that about her.
But I hate it more when she isn't there.
I hate that her voice is the one thing that cuts through the silence. I hate that her presence makes the weight on my shoulders feel lighter. I hate that no matter how much I try to push her away-she doesn't flinch.
I hate that I want to protect her.
Because if I care about her, she's in danger. And if I let myself fall, I won't be able to stop.
And I can't afford that.
So I tell myself I hate her. Even when my hands itch to pull her closer.
Even when her name is the only thing that feels right in my mouth.
Even when I know-deep down-I am already hers.
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