''His eyes had a glint of hope. His words slipping from his lips like a melody. When he spoke the language of the universe the world around me shushed, anxiously waiting for the next line. I was in love with him. In love with the way he saw life. In love with the way he'd realize that although I was broken, didn't mean that I couldn't be fixed. I was in love with him. A secret not so secret anymore.''
a story in which she gives into the poison, but finds the antidote before it's too late.
[calum hood au]
s t a r t; 121915
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