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Devil Will Always Be The Devil
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2025-03-07 02:19:11Damien
After the words she said, I couldn't fucking relax all day. I couldn’t fucking breathe. Not properly. Not without feeling them coil around my throat like a noose.
And later that night, I couldn’t stop fucking her. Harder. Rougher. Like I could erase what she made me feel. Like I could fuck her out of my goddamn soul.
I failed.
Even now, as she lay curled in my arms, sleeping soundly like she belonged there, I watched her—like some goddamn creep—unable to stop feeling. And fuck, I hated it. My fingers twitched with the urge to grip her tighter, to keep her locked against me. I hated Hailey for more reasons than I could count.
I hated her.
God, I hated her.
She made me feel alive. I hated that.
She made me feel human again. I hated that even more.
She made me better. And I despised her for it.
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