[Amor’s POV]The moon revealed itself right when she looked into my eyes and whispered the words of sincerity and love. The winds were gentle yet wild, like my heart. It was melting for her, yet pounding ferally. I had heard people melt in love. I could literally feel every part of me turn into nothing, but an enchanted wax of a magical candle cursed to burn forever, melt forever and be reborn, committed to burn for the same flame again and again.If Zeve was the flame, I could burn for life. Even if it meant hurting myself excruciatingly when I saw her stand by someone other than me, smile for someone else. I knew I might like her someday when I first met her. But I did not know that I would fall for her so badly, obsessively, possessively, madly, crazily — insanely.She was mine — it was carved in stone, unerasable. But if that ever changed. I would either set the entire world ablaze or turn myself into ashes. I looked at the drops of her tears trail down on her lips. Before she
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