Forever with you

Forever with you

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Death has many faces, and although many people see it as a black figure with a scythe, it doesn't necessarily have to look like that. Death doesn't need a form to take life, and when the time comes, its arrival will be imperceptible and irreversible. But what happens when death takes on the face of an enemy from the past and takes the lives of innocent people? Will love be able to overcome it? It seems impossible, but sometimes love can be stronger and last even after death. Because death does not always mean the end, sometimes it can also mean the beginning.
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The first time Santa met Perth, they both had guns aimed at each other's heads. It was supposed to be a business deal. Neutral ground. No unnecessary violence. Just a standard exchange of goods, threats, and barely concealed power plays. But Santa had never been good at following the rules. And Perth? Perth had never been good at letting things slide. So it only took one wrong word, one cocky smirk from Santa, one barely disguised threat from Perth- And suddenly, they were standing inches apart, guns drawn, hearts pounding, grins sharp. The warehouse felt too small. The air too tense. Santa tilted his head, finger resting lightly on the trigger. "So, what now, Phi?" Perth's grip on his own gun didn't waver. "That depends." Santa's lips curled. "On?" Perth's eyes were sharp. Calculating. Dangerous. "On whether you're about to make the dumbest mistake of your life." Santa laughed, low and amused. "Funny. I was just about to say the same thing." A pause. A challenge. A moment stretched too thin, too sharp- And then- Santa fired first. Perth fired right after. Neither of them missed. And neither of them walked away untouched. Because from that moment on, they were in each other's sights. And neither of them was ever getting out alive.

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