– There was no one after you – she said.
– Why? – he replied.
– Because after you I was scared of people leaving. I can’t put myself through that again. If someone ought to break me I rather it be you – she whispered as she fell into his arms ready to have her chest ripped apart by the same man who once worshiped them.

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