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If I don’t make it out of this, at least I got a glimpse of an angel before I burn in hell. If I do, then that angel is mine.
That the darkness of the world has already marred my precious angel.
He was so quiet, so secretive, so dismissive. All the signs were there, every red flag. And I raced past them like it was all green from the start.
