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72|Back At You
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2024-10-29 19:42:56~Roman~
Betrayal. It’s worse than watching your loved one’s casket rolled down six feet under; crueler than taking a bullet for someone you care about; brutal than accepting torture for not singing your enemy’s song. It left a vile taste in my mouth, my insides pleating as I stared into Viviana’s trusting gaze.
Her hold on my hand anchored me on earth, preventing me from drifting to hell. I am one fucking second from unleashing my anger into this cruel world.
Why can’t my life be fucking simple? She’s everything I desire, the one thing in this world that I wanted to have… and now, I’m presented with this choice. The woman I love or the one I promised to protect with my life… who betrayed me.
What a fucking cruel gam
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