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It was but two people who fanned a spark that became a flame; one that lit the match that burned down life as they knew it; all while the couple danced in the center of the fire’s afterglow and kissed the ash from one another’s cheeks.
Epic bro.
At her fingertips, she held the beginnings of a spark that would incinerate everything around her, leaving behind nothing but ashes that would give way to only two names that rang through history itself: Rasputin and Anastasia.
Oh shit.
“You killed her, Anastasia,” he said
Lie.
“We divorce thee of the name given to you by the devil. Welcome to your day of new birth… Rasputin.”
!!!
“Mikhail. There’s only one bed.”
OMG
“I have an awful feeling that I would give you every night of my life.”
👀👀👀
“Don’t you dare believe that!”
He has literally left your side once.. Get real.
“Did you get what you wanted?!”
This is so stupid.
“I’m so sorry,”
HEAVY EYEROLL!
