137 chapitres Terminé Contenu pour adultes"Help, I have done it again,
I have been here many times before."
- *Breathe Me*, Sia
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Some loves hurt.
Some loves scar.
And some loves leave bruises you learn to hide.
AURORA has already learned the cost of trusting the wrong person.
She's careful now. Guarded. Built from walls and sharp edges, stitched together with survival and stubbornness.
Love, to her, is something that breaks - not something that stays.
And then there's THEO.
Infuriating. Impossible. Too perceptive for his own good.
He sees the cracks she pretends aren't there. The softness she buries. The fear she refuses to name.
He is her storm - loud, reckless, relentless.
She is his shelter - quiet, steady, the place he doesn't know how to deserve.
Every fight pulls them apart.
Every stolen moment pulls them closer.
Every heartbeat risks shattering what little they have left intact.
Because when the past refuses to loosen its grip,
when love feels like standing too close to the flame,
sometimes the only way forward...
...is to set yourself on fire.
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He never meant to fall this hard.
She never meant to let him in.
But some hearts don't break quietly.
They bruise.
"I think you're going to have to ask me again," I murmured, tilting my chin up. "But like, really nicely this time."
Theo blinked. "You're serious?"
"Deadly."
A second passed. Then another. I watched the way his tongue ran along the inside of his cheek, watched his hand flex like he was trying not to grab me too fast, too rough.
And then, softer now-different-he said, "Rory." Just my name, but it held more weight than anything else. "Please, baby. Let me kiss you."
