Cocolici

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“You infect everything you touch—even my fucking soul. You can’t take no for an answer, can you? You had to tear our family apart. You’re always smothering me. Corrupting me. Breaking down every part of me. Touching me. Pushing me. I can’t fucking breathe around you, Rook! Why the fuck would I want to be with you?”
Noel of Sin
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