His Lille

His Lille

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there was this thing about Lille, which drove him crazy. Lille wasn't just someone Lille was the dark within a left room Lille was the cold that blew around Lille was the cry about lost feelings but then again Lille was beautiful Lille was Lille and Lille was loved. Zenon felt his heart flutter the moment he saw Lille run in the small coffee shop that he visited. Zenon almost held his heart the moment they made eye contact. Her eyes were the same color he drank from every morning, it had an impact o n him so deep that he couldn't look away. These few seconds he shared in silence made melodies rang in his head. Piano notes flew around them and it made him feel so empty, Zenon was hurt and it happened to be the exact moment when he noticed her pain.
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"I won't let anyone harm you..ever again." He promised, eyes filled with determination and possessiveness. Afterall, she is his...only his. "I know." She smiled kissing his cheek, her eyes filled with hope and happiness. ~~~ "I...I wi-ill protect you.." He pleaded, his voice cracking. He took a tentative step forward, but she recoiled, her body trembling with the weight of past pain. She looked at him, her eyes hollow, a tear tracing the line of her cheek as she let out a bitter laugh. "𝒁𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆...𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆." 𝔸 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. ~~~~~~~ 🔞

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