Stories Of The Past
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Layla Dalila's life had always been the same. Wake up sad, pretend to take her medicine that she was given because of her...issues, and wait for the meltdown that was eventually going to happen.
Things in her life changed when she met Nikolai and Dominic. Or rather, things in this lifetime changed. For the better or worse, she won't know until she chooses.
Well, unless she chooses wrong, which she had a habit of doing, her fate could be altered and her own again.
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"The stories of the past always repeat themselves, Layla. They repeat and repeat until one day someone finally learns from the past! Tell me you've learned!" He begged desperately. His hands clutched on her shoulders as he looked into her eyes.
She stared back at him in panic. "I..." she trailed off. Looking past the man, she looked straight into the eyes of Nikolai. The chocolate eyes that were currently being leeched of life. Then her eyes were drawn to Dominic who's usually ocean eyes were black with power.
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