I was blinded by all the sweet words that left his lips. It was the feeling of his skin against mine that made me weak for anything. The feeling of being abandoned and forgot by my family lead me to him. Was it noticeable how weak I was? Could he sense it from miles away? In the end, the perfection I saw was false.
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