It's Not Me, It's You

It's Not Me, It's You

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I stood there, watching the caskets drop into the ground. Tears cascaded down the cheeks of people I knew. People I loved. They had too lost someone they loved. All because of a game. A sick twisted game that was played by me. I started the game, I made the rules. I won. But that wasn't the point. I was a victor, yet it didn't feel that way. I felt my heart beat out of my chest, my realization finally coming to my relentless mind. I broke down crying; hiding my face with my pale hands. It was my fault, and I was to blame.
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Waking up with no memories due to a temporary memory loss from an accident that claimed her parents life as she was told, her life took a completely new turn and due to the need to love and trust, she loved and trusted the wrong people and so she became a victim and only then did she realize that everything was a lie and that her life was in grave danger and so she ran but only into his embrace; and though she has lost the will to love, he is determined to fight for her till the last drop of blood and yet get her to love him... Again.

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