The Bright Luna's Dark Past

The Bright Luna's Dark Past

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture9 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., oct. 15, 2017
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She put on a smile, that lacked happiness. He held up his heart, that lacked trust. They both were hiding from their fear. They both were loveless, surrounded by love. Her nightmares were filled with her past. The monster she had become. The monster she had loved. She was dripping in evil. His nights were long and dreamless. The world laid on his shoulders. The world destroyed his peace. He was covered in terror. She saw joy in him. He saw truth in her. They were both wrong. They both saw what they were missing.
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No one can prepare you for the moment your life is ripped apart and thrown into the depths of hell. I trusted my parents and believed their love was unconditional - until I sat with their blood staining my hands. The day I was taken from my old life was the day I died inside. Everything that made me who I am was lost in an instant. Now, trapped as a prisoner in his grasp, he hungers for me but I want no part of him. Every second here crushes my soul, reminding me that this is not where I am meant to be. I crave escape with every fiber of my being, or so I thought. But as the days drag on and my will to resist weakens, control slips through my fingers like sand, leaving me at the mercy of his twisted desires. The longer I stay the more I'm starting to lose control.

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