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" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓 ? 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 🤭

121 It’s hard to find the right person in this world. But it's harder to let that once right person go. It just rips your soul apart. It haunts you in silence and frustration. You just can’t believe that the dream has become a nightmare. You look for excuses to keep it going somehow. You ignore the red flags. You move past those mini heartbreaks. You even compromise on your self-respect. All in hope that things will change for the better. But things don’t get better. Things get worse. The other person realizes that you won’t leave no matter what. And your loyalty is played against you. You are given more shit because you have taken shit before. Your emotional weakness will be used against yo

Her elegant handwriting and the expensive stationery promised a love letter, but of course it was nothing like that. [ ~ Part of me died on our wedding day. You took everything from me. Every time you were inside of me, I imagined it was Lorenzo, It was the only way to make your touch bearable. And then you had to take that from me too. You took away the one thing in my life I loved more than life itself. I thought I hated you from the start, but now I know what real hate feels like. Every day since you killed Lorenzo, I tried to find a way to destroy you. And then I figured out a way. I knew it would destroy you if I killed Stefan and Sofia. You love them as much as I loved Lorenzo

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Her final weapon. One video. One lie. One truth twisted enough to shatter everything. “Let’s see how much love survives this.”

I nodded, swallowing hard. “I didn’t see it in my last life either. I didn’t even see it until tonight. But now… it’s all I can see.” Luca dragged a hand through his hair, pacing a few steps away, then back. His jaw clenched, his eyes wide. “You are telling me that Damon has been… what? In love with Alpha Killian? All this time?” I flinched at the word love. “No. Not love. Love doesn’t destroy and poison everything it touches. This is something darker. A fixation. He doesn’t want Killian to be happy… he wants to own him. And to do that, he has to erase me.”

A chuckle escapes Kill’s lips, and I feel a shiver travel down my spine. My eyes widen and my heart thuds. “Love? Are you stupid, Beta?” Something churns inside my stomach… a knot… a feeling of dread… something foreign, and I suddenly feel my legs turn to jelly. “So you don’t love her?” The word love feels like a foreign word, something never associated with me. Until Kill speaks. “What’s there to love about a scarred slum girl like her?” And that does it. It is like a knife rooting right into my chest and then twisting. My steps stagger back, and before I know it I feel something wet slide down my eyes.

You've been killing me softly And finally, the pain is too much Oh And I'm all out of whiskey To soak up the damage you've done Oh It's there is anything I'm guilty or of It's loving you too much If anybody asked how we died Call it suicide Don't fabricate Just tell them, baby It was suicide Don't sugarcoat it, just let them know..... Ahhhh, Call it suicide Oh... Don't fabricate (No don't fabricate it) Just tell them, baby It was suicide (It was...) Don't sugarcoat it, just let them know Ohhh...baby Just let them know Ohhh, just...heyy, hey