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"𝘔𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭..." 𝘓𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦. "𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯'?" 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥.
𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
"𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘢' 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸."
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴.
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All her life she ran from her problems-her fears, and five years ago she ran from him.
He won't let her go again.
| Remmick x Oc | Posted on Ao3 (soggy_soda)