Loving The Liar
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Concluida jue, jun 26, 20251h 36m
I met him in the ward-room 407, just down the hall from mine.
He said he was broken like me. Quiet. Gentle. Safe.
But he's not a patient.
He checked himself in.
And I'm the reason he came.
After the overdose, they said I'd lost control.
But he knows the truth-because he's the one who watched me fall.
Now I'm stuck inside this hospital with him,
and the boy I'm falling for might be the very reason I tried to die.
He says he can fix me. But first, I have to remember what he did.
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