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⠀⠀⠀⠀❱ “ i 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 that. of course, i do. i'm a 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑, ” she said r͟u͟e͟f͟u͟l͟l͟y͟.

suuuuch a drama queen, bring those big brown eyes back here and get the chocolate i’ve brought (stolen) for you.

not E V E N a little ☺️

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 doesn't bargain , he'll only break your 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 again .

i scorched the earth because of you.

what happened to you? ∕ you.

we were supposed to leave together... i wanted to know more about you, you know?

dear reader, if it feels like a trap: you’re already in one.

i survived off the idea that one day my rage will be witnessed by the men who poisoned me with it in the first place.

i've gotten so good about not flinching at the sound of your name that people don't know i'd still throw myself mouth-open into the ocean for the chance to drown somewhere you might see it.

his lips parted only slightly, as though to speak, but then he considered her words, weighing each syllable. she had always been a puzzle to him—unpredictable, frustrating, captivating. she still was. her rejection of his touch stung, but he didn’t let it show. he never did. ++