I love him ~~ Tom Riddle

I love him ~~ Tom Riddle

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"You can love a monster, it can even love you back, but that doesn't change its nature." Tom riddle did love. Only once. Tom and Adelaide were the only ones for each other. They were perfect because Adelaide was blinded by love and so was unable to see the monster he truly was. "Are you coming to dinner, Lord Voldemort?" She asked with a half smirk. He pulled her up from the seat. Let's go my dark lady." He said, causing Adelaide to grin and continue to fall hopelessly in love with the monster at her side.
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