You Belong to Me

You Belong to Me

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All Astrid wanted was a quiet life. A new city. A fresh start. University classes she could bury herself in, far away from the chaos she left behind. She wasn't looking for love. She definitely wasn't looking for him. Reginald. With eyes that see right through her walls and a voice that turns her pulse into thunder. He makes her feel alive in ways she never knew she craved , soft, wanted, like she finally belongs somewhere. But falling for him was her first mistake. Because Reginald has enemies. People who've been waiting in the shadows, sharpening their knives and counting down the days until they could ruin him completely. And what better way to destroy a man... than to destroy the girl he's falling for? Astrid was just supposed to be another student. Another face in the crowd. But now she's the perfect pawn in a game she never asked to play. They want him to suffer. They want him to break. And when they're done, they want Astrid to wish she'd never met him at all.
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She looked straight through me - like she already knew the ruins I was made of. And still sat next to me... like she wasn't afraid of turning to ash. She doesn't know what she's walked into. She doesn't know the things I've done. The darkness I carry. The name I still curse in my sleep. But she smiled at me. And I broke. Not because I was weak. But because for the first time in a long time - I wanted to be someone worth staying for. This isn't about forgetting the past. It's about what happens... when someone new walks in and makes the past bleed. She's not my first love. But she might just be the one I destroy myself for. Because butterflies don't heal broken men. But she's not just a butterfly. SHE IS MINE BUTTERFLY πŸ¦‹. I don't appreciate copying.

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