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Bienveillance

Bienveillance

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Complètement dépendante aux substances illicites que sont les drogues, Maylie Backer aimerait que quelqu'un l'aide, que quelqu'un prenne soin d'elle. La jeune fille n'ayant que 17 ans les hôpitaux ne sont pas en mesure de lui fournir un traitement à la méthadone tant qu'elle n'est pas majeure. Le corps médical ne pouvant pas l'aider et la sortir de son addiction, il fallait qu'elle trouve quelqu'un d'autre qui contrairement à ses amis ne la laisserait pas faire tout ce qu'elle faisait. Elle fait alors la connaissance de Sevan, un " mauvais garçon " de 19 ans qui pour gagner de l'argent vend de la drogue à Maylie à la place de Brice, son dealer habituel. Sevan d'abord complètement indifférent aux problèmes de la jeune fille, semblera ensuite compatissant et bienveillant. Cette histoire d'amour libérera t-elle Maylie de ses anciens démons ?
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I'm gonna get him killed. Someday. Somehow. I'm gonna get him killed. And the worst part? He knows I will. "Turn this into a fucking game, I'm begging you to make a bet out of it, just to see how long you'll last trying to change it before you realize not only you, but no one can. Genie gives you three wishes? Not enough. Every single memory taken out of my brain? Still only got one reality. A gun to my head....? You'll know my last words even if I don't get to say them." "A gun to mine?" An enemies to dead lovers, if you may. "A gun to yours?" I fucking hate him. "We're not the kind that fear death, why?" I really fucking hate him. "We know it doesn't end anything, we know it starts everything. You think a gun to your head's gonna be the last? No, either we write a sequel together in hell, or you're gonna find me taking a relaxing bath in someone's blood." "Do you know what a gun to yours means?" "A gun to my head....?" "A gun to your head, means a gun in my hands." He smiles. "Take my last breath from me, and I'll give you my last words."

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