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Broken: A Less Than Zero Story
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Ongoing, First published Jul 11
Mature
"Together, broken as they may be, they were almost whole again."

On the quiet, uncertain path toward recovery, Julian finds a soul whose fractures echo his own. What begins as shared hurt slowly softens into something sacred-a love that feels like light filtering through ruins, gentle and patient, reminding them both that healing is possible.
In each other's arms, the past grows quieter. The future feels less cruel. And for the first time, wholeness doesn't seem so far away.

A Less Than Zero fanfiction with mature themes and content.
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