Only To Me
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Last published Sat, Aug 23, 2025
"He never needed to cage her. She closed the door herself."
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Elira believed she had found her storybook romance: a powerful king, fierce to all but gentle only with her.
A man who ruled with fire yet touched her with flowers.
A protector who would never let anyone harm her.
To her, his jealousy was passion.
His control, security.
His possessiveness, devotion.
She mistook the cage for a castle
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This story isn't real.
It's set in a world of kings and crowns, devotion and control - a place where everything is a little too much.
But somewhere in the middle of writing it,
something real leaked through.
I didn't plan this. I was just playing with words and AI,
trying to forget a few things.
Trying to get through the aftertaste of something that looked like love,
but wasn't.
So no - this isn't meant to be deep, or healthy, or even realistic.
It's just me, reshaping something ugly into something that feels finished.
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