Cigarettes and Silence

Cigarettes and Silence

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"I used to think love was something soft-something you're supposed to be good at. Something clean. Something people with normal fathers and normal lives get to have without breaking anything first." He let out a short, humorless laugh, glancing at the chains on his wrist like they meant nothing and everything at once. "But I don't know normal. I only know what stays when everything else leaves." His eyes lifted to her, quieter now-less chaos, more truth. "So for me... love isn't gentle. It doesn't ask permission. It doesn't behave." A pause. "It's the one thing I don't run from. The one thing I come back to even when I know I shouldn't." His voice dropped, almost like a confession he hated admitting. "If I love you... it means I'll ruin myself trying not to lose you."
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