They say love saves.
That’s a lie.
Love devours. Love mutilates. Love has never been a light — only a burn.
I learned it the day I realised we weren’t two… but three.
Elara, the star. Me, her shadow.
And Ezren — the eternal witness to our fracture.
Every smile she gave him tore at my skin.
Every promise they whispered sounded like a funeral bell in my head.
I waited. I watched. I survived her glow just to hold onto her ashes.
But what’s hers…
will always end up being mine.
No matter the way.
No matter the cost.
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