Never and ever
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Last published Wed, Jan 21, 2026
I wasn't meant for this life. I was kid, I didn't deserve this neither did they. I thrive for stability. I never thought I'd cross with Damien. Maybe my life was heading south way before I knew. I'm captured by the few terrors that I sweared I wouldn't dare touch and I don't know how to escape.
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