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Fix Her Heart [A Harry Styles Short Story]
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She was a monster? No. I was a monster. She was an angel, and because of that, all I had in mind to do, was to help her. Show her she was perfect to me. Sooner or later, I'd tell her I loved her. I just knew that maybe she didn't feel the same... I had to fix her heart.
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