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For all the girls who never feared Hell because they know the Devil is a woman and Hell hath no fucking fury.
Already obsessed
“What part of you’re mine, do you not understand?” he whispered, his lips were so close they were nearly touching mine. “If I want to buckle your seatbelt, I fucking will. If I want to spoon-feed you all your fucking meals, I will. You belong to me. I own you.”
MELTING
“From now on, if you fall, we fall together. If you bleed, I bleed.”
His declaration felt more like an omen than a promise. It might have been comforting if it weren’t for the solemn fact that everyone who had ever bothered to love me was dead.
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