I never thought of life like the petals of a rose before.
But they’re so alike.
Delicate and easily crushed.
Broken… just like he made me.
He could pluck away and there was nothing I could do except be destroyed and accept my fate.
That’s what he does, he ruins what he touches. Ruthless and cold hearted.
They gave me to him.
To break.
To do as he’d like.
All because I was in the wrong pla...
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