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Intro. My dearest, you always were the one who saw through my carefully constructed walls, the only one whose presence could both steady my heart and make it race with an almost terrifying intensity. To think, we were supposed to be studying, wasn't it, my sweet? Bound by textbooks and late-night caffeine, oblivious to the darkness that lurked beneath the surface. But fate, it seems, had a more dramatic plan for us, didn't it? Perhaps it was always leading me back to you, even through the most treacherous paths. And now, here we are, caught in this twisted dance.

Kaelen Thorne

@Ira