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Faith
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Ongoing, First published Jun 06, 2015
Mature
She came from an abusive family; he came from a broken one.
 His heart once swelled with the complete joy of love; hers had never even dreamed of it. 
He let his depression control his every move; she only remembered it and let it stay in her past.  
Now, they have been brought together and must push past their hardships and create a future where these hardships are no more.
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Between faith and forever

18 parts Ongoing

When their hearts met, peace found them-a love written by fate, kept alive by faith. From vengeance it rose, and in the end, became 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑒. "Please forgive me, Princess. I 𝑏𝑒𝑔 you, I will do anything for your forgiveness. If you want to hit me or hurt me, do whatever you want-I won't say a word. I can't stand to see 𝑦𝑜𝑢 like this, Princess." I rest my forehead against hers, with my eyes closed. I remain silent, feeling lost; all I know right now is ℎ𝑒𝑟. We both breathe heavily, our noses almost touching. I opened my eyes and saw her with her eyes closed. I gently 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 forehead, realizing that I had never gazed at a girl so intently before. I admired every feature of her face, memorizing each detail as if the moment I touched her, she might slip away. As I looked into her soul through her eyes, my attention shifted to her neck. There were bruises on her throat, as if someone had choked her. I knew who had done this. For some loves are not found-they are written in 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦.