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Continúa, Has publicado jul 13, 2025
Contenido adulto
"Holly shit, you finally done it, West. You made Tori give up. Congratulations." Rex, Robbie's urban, retro-looking puppet, said as he was laughing while the group looked at the goth in shock.

"Whatever, I don't care, my life will be better without Vega in it," the raven-haired goth said as she stomped away. She didn't care about the stares her friends were giving her or the whispers coming her way. She wants a Vega-free life, and she will get one, as Victoria "Tori" Vega has finally given up on her.
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Jade had finally done the impossible. She made Tori give up on her, on trying to be her friend. On everything. Tori walked out of her life for good. Jade believes that this is the best thing that has ever happened to her. Till it isn't, soon she will realise that it was the biggest mistake she made. The only person who saw her for her, liked her for her, wanted her just the way she is, didn't care about their past, no longer feels the same and is gone from her life for good. There is only one person to blame, and that's herself.

 

I can't take this loneliness
Made mistakes and I regret them
I'm sorry for the things that I did
I'm sorry for the way I acted, yeah
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Light is merciless. It slices through the air, ricochets off surfaces, wedges itself into cracks. White, cold, absolute. It's the beacon that leaves no escape, that makes hiding impossible. Jade West is inside it. The glare devours her, defining her sharp angles. She is made to endure, to transform shadows into backdrops, to seize control of even the faintest nuance of light. But within that pristine theater, where every detail exists by her will, something eludes her. Darkness is everywhere-beyond the stage, behind the spotlights, beneath the skin. The more intense the light, the deeper the shadow infiltrates her success. It's not fear, not insecurity. It's a distant pull, a balance between what she's built and what she doesn't know she wants. What's the right direction to take? Tori Vega is immersed in blackness. Summer tore her apart, leaving fragments of what she once was. The world devoured her effortlessly, chewed her up until she was unrecognizable, and then spat her out, empty and fragile. There's no balance in her steps. Every attempt to move forward fades into the dark, every impulse a silent whisper. Before her, a cold light-white as a knife's blade, distant and unattainable. She doesn't know if it's a guide or a judgment. If she reaches out, she trembles. If she stops, she sinks. She can no longer see the line between fear and resignation. The one who once knew how to shine now watches the light from afar, unable to reclaim it. What happened to her? Yet, within the clear-cut structure of this perfectly orchestrated theater, within the brutal tear between light and dark, something eludes understanding. Because Jade was never the winner, and Tori was never the weakest link. What was once established fades into uncertainty, witnessed by those who watch this spectacle of light and shadow. There's a razor-thin boundary they're about to cross, a precarious balance between the one who illuminates and the one who desperately seeks to see.
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61 partes Concluida Contenido adulto

Light is merciless. It slices through the air, ricochets off surfaces, wedges itself into cracks. White, cold, absolute. It's the beacon that leaves no escape, that makes hiding impossible. Jade West is inside it. The glare devours her, defining her sharp angles. She is made to endure, to transform shadows into backdrops, to seize control of even the faintest nuance of light. But within that pristine theater, where every detail exists by her will, something eludes her. Darkness is everywhere-beyond the stage, behind the spotlights, beneath the skin. The more intense the light, the deeper the shadow infiltrates her success. It's not fear, not insecurity. It's a distant pull, a balance between what she's built and what she doesn't know she wants. What's the right direction to take? Tori Vega is immersed in blackness. Summer tore her apart, leaving fragments of what she once was. The world devoured her effortlessly, chewed her up until she was unrecognizable, and then spat her out, empty and fragile. There's no balance in her steps. Every attempt to move forward fades into the dark, every impulse a silent whisper. Before her, a cold light-white as a knife's blade, distant and unattainable. She doesn't know if it's a guide or a judgment. If she reaches out, she trembles. If she stops, she sinks. She can no longer see the line between fear and resignation. The one who once knew how to shine now watches the light from afar, unable to reclaim it. What happened to her? Yet, within the clear-cut structure of this perfectly orchestrated theater, within the brutal tear between light and dark, something eludes understanding. Because Jade was never the winner, and Tori was never the weakest link. What was once established fades into uncertainty, witnessed by those who watch this spectacle of light and shadow. There's a razor-thin boundary they're about to cross, a precarious balance between the one who illuminates and the one who desperately seeks to see.