I can't seem to understand why I did that to her. How I managed to have absolute no respect and or dignity to do that to her. How I managed to stoop so low to do that to her. I hurt her, for months I hurt her, and I'm so happy that she finally got the courage to get up and walk away. Now I'm hoping that I can change for the better, and maybe, just maybe she will come back to me. She is my everything, she is my world. I can't live without her. I am the devil, and she is my sin, my sweetest sin. She is my heroine. © 2015, Wheeping-Angels12 . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS IS MY STORY AND IDEAS. ANY CHARACTERS, OR MEANINGS THAT ARE SIMILAR TO ANY OTHER STORIES ARE COMPLETELY COINCIDENTAL. SO PLEASE DONT COPY THIS BECAUSE I WORKED HARD ON IT. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE REPRODUCED OR TRANSMITTED IN ANY FORM OR BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM Wheeping-Angels12
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