I thought I was done. my End I couldn't take my eyes off her as the bullet tore through me, leaving me with nothing but the hope that I had done enough to save her. The darkness tried to engulf me-to brand me as its own and drag me to my fate. my Darkness Waking to see her tear-stained face above me was enough to make my heart stutter. I was alive and free from that place-but not from the toll it had taken on my mind and body. my Strength My story should have ended, but one woman kept standing in the way of that. The only way I could have her was to find a way to put the darkness to rest.
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