Burning Sins
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I'm back after all these years. I'm back in the city for her.
People might say I'm too much, or I'm incapable of feeling things for people. Empathy, love, sadness. Any emotions.
I like to think of myself as a person who really hate other people including myself, but there's one person who I need or else.
Mari Rivera.
She hasn't seen me in years after I was sent away but I'm back, my little moth. I escaped aren't you proud?
After all these years, I found her and I won't let her run or escape.
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