WHO IS SHE?

WHO IS SHE?

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It was never the plan to run away. I mean I thought of it before- but i never thought i would go through with it. home had stopped feeling like home. Then i was just a ghost wandering around the city until i met them. - a crew of broken kids living in an abandoned building, surving off stolen food, smokes and drinks whenever they want. They all know of the kind of pain that never fully fades, because they all felt it. But there is something different about her. she understand me better than anyone. Tired eyes. A sharp tongue. and her touch is like gasoline and fire, it burns but feels so nice. I have one last decision to make... stay lost. or finally fight for something that's worth fighting for!
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#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.

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