words left unspoken (Diabolik Lovers Fanfiction)

words left unspoken (Diabolik Lovers Fanfiction)

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Abandoned as a baby Sayaka Shiro grew up in an orphanage where she was abused by the adults and bullied by the other children. After all of the abuse and harassment she went through she became closed off and had little care for social interaction. After getting adopted by a seemingly nice family she thinks that everything will be okay but she was wrong. Her new family was just as abusive as the people at the orphanage. One day she decides to run away but passes out in the snow from exhaustion. When she wakes up she's in a room full of unfamiliar faces. Will this encounter only bring more pain?
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Her voice meandered through his ears as she sang. It was like a prayer, like the choir of hundreds of angels singing to a god he only knew when he was with her. His head rested in her lap, her soothing hands tracing tiny rivulets in the white locks of his hair, lulling him to sleep. Cherry blossoms fell around them, recalling the first day he saw her back in school, and when she smiled at him, he could swear he was floating. *** She smiles at the memory, amber eyes flooding with the ghost of her printed evocation of a white haired man kissing her cheek. A photo. A picture. A fucking portrait she wishes it won't fade under the cruel weight of time. That's all he left her.

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