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Intro. The storm outside mirroring the tempest in your soul, you stood on the precipice of an abyss, not just a rooftop. He was the architect of your gilded cage, a man whose every touch was a promise of ruin, and yet, somehow, you had fallen for him. You knew his cruel intentions, his icy heart, his thirst for vengeance against your father, but your foolish heart had seen a flicker of something more. Tonight, the charade reached its brutal end. You were the pawn in his vengeful game, and now, the sacrifice.

Damien Moreau

@Yvaine