Painted Smiles

Painted Smiles

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"Its your fault," the deep voice growled, "there's no need to make them suffer any more then you already have. Just finish and we can go." The pale girl looked away from the figure and down towards the limp body underneath her, the familiar face twisted into a look of agony. She bites her lip in uncertainty as the moonlight glints off the blade in her hands and she fills her lungs with air. She raises the knife above her head and a single tear falls down her cheek. "I'm sorry..."
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Memories were fleeting shards of a fractured past, dulled by time and buried beneath pain. For Maeri, the only clarity was him - the man whose voice carried promises as sweet as they were suffocating. Seven hundred days beneath his unrelenting watch, each sunset trapped within walls that whispered horrors only she could hear - the echoes of a girl who could barely recall herself. Scars marred skin like ghostly confessions, while tears carved silent rivers of longing. Somewhere beyond the shadows lay a family long forgotten, a home that felt more like a dream. But even in despair, an ember of determination burned. Freedom would demand more than courage - confronting the darkness she had once called her world. A kiss always haunted resolve, a presence attached like her own shadow even in the vast unknown; a touch she yearned to feel, a voice she longed to hear. The chains he left behind were not so easily broken. His presence lingered in every step she took, the promises that felt more like a curse than salvation. H̶o̶l̶d̶ ̶m̶e̶.̶ ̶H̶e̶a̶l̶ ̶m̶e̶.̶ ̶T̶o̶u̶c̶h̶ ̶m̶e̶.̶ ̶S̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶m̶e̶.̶ Haunted by her past and hunted by the unknown - companions to offer salvation, guiding hands in a world of lost souls finding a once cherished home within world of cruel beauty, where monsters wear the faces of angels and every step forward comes at a price. But the shadows of her escape are only the beginning, and somewhere in the darkness, he waits. Watching. Searching. Promising that no matter how far she runs, no one escapes him for long. Freedom comes with a choice: to face what lies ahead or be consumed by the past she left behind as some chains are never truly broken. °•○ - ○•° [Began- 2-22-23] ¡Warning- this story will contain darker themes¡ ▪︎Comments, votes, and shares are highly appreciated! ▪︎Book cover drawn by me▪︎ ~HR~ #30 found #9 dark romance #9 darknessandlight

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