Reckless hearts | b.e

Reckless hearts | b.e

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I should've stayed away. I wanted a quiet life. She wanted a new game. One dangerous bet and I'm trapped in her world- She's toxic. She's irresistible. And the worst part? I think I'm going to let her ruin me.
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"You can fall in love again, Billie. I don't mind. I want you happy." She lifts my chin so our eyes meet. "I don't wanna fall in love again," I whisper, my voice shaking. "Why?" she breathes, eyes searching mine. I stay quiet for a moment. Then finally, softly: "Because you still love me," I say. "And I see it, B. Don't deny it." I take her hands gently. She drops her gaze, and a tear falls straight onto my fingers. "Just admit you still love me," I whisper again. "Billie... this isn't about me. It's about you. I want you to move on and let someone love you." "No," I whisper. She shakes her head quickly. "I don't deserve you." "Why? 'Cause I'm famous?" I ask. She lets out a shaky laugh. "I've dated the famous you." "'Cause I'm weak?" I ask again. She grabs my hand tighter, pulling it onto her lap. "Hey, no... you-" She stops, breathing hard, eyes locked on mine. "I'm just... I'm fucked up, Billie. You have no idea." Her voice cracks. "I'm a bad person. I killed. I robbed. I betrayed you-" "You never betrayed me," I cut her off immediately. She shakes her head like she can't even hear me. "I wouldn't want someone I love to date someone like me. I'm scary." "I'm scary," she repeats, quieter... like she's confessing something poisonous. Like she's warning me. Like she honestly thinks I should run. But I don't move. I don't even blink. "Then why," I whisper, leaning in just slightly, "why do I feel safer with you than with anyone else?" --- *********** a/n: Hey y'all - English isn't my first language, so sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes. This is my first 🏳️‍🌈 novel, and yeah... this is pure fiction, so don't take anything too seriously. Okay okay okay... let's get our asses wet

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