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One day, she would be an inferno, and he would be the devil who controlled it.
“The world isn’t ready to see who I would become if this—” his thumb pressed on her pounding pulse “—ever stops.”
“Your trust, flamma, is the most addictive drug.”
She’d been claimed by a devil in the shadows long before anyone could bring her to light.
“Exactly. I’m always behind you, even when you cannot see.”
“I will set the whole world on fire before I let anything hurt you again.”
If he'd been ready to burn the world for her before, it was nothing compared to the destruction he would cause now.
After a lifetime of looking at cracked ceilings and peeling paint while pieces of her were ripped from her, he had given her a ceiling of beautiful stars and slowly put the pieces back together again.
There is no redemption, no emotion, nothing for me. Nothing but you. You’re the moon to my dark night, flamma. You’re the only thing in this black sky that can thrive when I swallow everything else whole. The stars don’t exist in this space. Just you and I. You need me to glow and I need you to exist. It’s simple as that.”
“If you ever choose another, make sure you kill me first. Because I—” he bent to whisper against her lips “—will annihilate the fucking world before I let you go.”
She was the sun in the endless dark abyss of the universe, a ball of fire so bright she made everything revolve around herself without even trying, and anything that didn’t was lost to float away and die. And he? He was the endless, dark abyss they died in, the one that surrounded her, the one that let her blaze.
The world could tilt on its axis, flamma, and I’d still be the most certain thing in your life.”
“You’re the oxygen that feeds my flames—without you, my existence is questionable.”
He was the devil and he was hers.
Cruelty always cut the hand striking the blade.
He wasn't a believer, but she was his miracle.
