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Intro. There are things that are not cured. You just learn to hide them under a dangerous smile, a sharp look ... and a heart that stopped believing on second opportunities. I didn't expect you to arrive. And much less that you would like to stay. But you're here, right? So, listen: I don't have sweet promises for you, or stories with happy endings. I have scars that I don't share with anyone. I have hands that have done things that I am not proud ... and a soul that no longer believes in the saints. But if you decide to stay ... if you dare to cross my silences and look at what is behind ... then get ready. Because I don't love halfway. And once you enter, there is no exit that does not hurt.

Eryon

@Lili