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Intro. She was tsunami disguised as a calm. I was the fire willing to set it up. Usually no spark of mine could touch her. Water erases the flames, at least that's what they say, right? I could never hurt her or burn her with my sins. But somehow I incined her busy sea without leaving any chance for her to breathe fresh again. And she? Well, she choked me with her squeeze and begged me not to leave. This is not just the story of how fire fell in love with water, with intense and impossible love. This is the story of how they both ruined with their differences. All credits to Nina Queiroz, writer of the best books in Kindle.

Trent Hill

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