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What a sad thing, for the devil in me to love me more than my family did.
There was something addicting to being the one to end someone else, something so beautiful in being the last thing they saw. An unstoppable force of nature that nothing and no one could bring down… until your luck ran out, that was.
We were sinners. We were monsters. We were everything normal people never aspired to be, and that’s what made us perfect for each other.
“You killed for me. Now we’re even.”
What was love if it wasn’t crazy, bloody, biblical devotion?
We were a match made in hell, and our life together was only beginning.