I Found You | Dustin Henderson x Reader

I Found You | Dustin Henderson x Reader

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Eleven, and you have just finally got out of the place you have been all your life but now your own and have to fend for yourself and hope that papa doesn't find your or someone else. (Starting this all over again, and I'm glad that I deleted it because now I can do it again and have new ideas!! Like everything else, I don't own any of the characters, and this story is for my fun and so on also the reader gotta just be She/They because I really need to learn how to include everyone else but my head doesn't think right)
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Disclaimer: This novel involves abuse, sexual abuse and suicide. A destiny I never chose. A life I never wanted. A heart I swore never to give again. Death should have been my release. Instead, I awoke in another world... in another body... in another life. It should have been a second chance. But scars don't fade just because the skin is new. The memories still haunt me, silent shadows that twist my every thought, every fear, every breath. I care for no one. I trust nothing. I wish only for an end... yet something, some cruel, invisible force always pulls me back from the edge. I am a pawn dressed in silk and gold, forced into a game I never agreed to play. But even in a heart frozen by trauma, the warmth of life begins to seep in. Slowly, I begin to feel again. To breathe again. To hope. Then fate strikes once more. Another decision, made without me. Another future, sealed by hands not my own. And I realize... I may have escaped death, but not destiny. In a world of monsters, thrones and betrayal, can a shattered soul carve her own fate or will the past always bind her to a future she never wanted?

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