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Her mercy to His penitence

"Don’t do it love! Please. Am sorry I hurt you. How can I live without you? Forgive me. " The girl stood at the cross road. Tears streamed down her pale cheek as she debated between listening to his pleas or to her heart. She was tired and could no longer take any of it. He took everything from her yet she stayed until she felt that her soul was no longer alive. Each pain he caused chipped a little at her soul until there was nothing left to give. She was now an empty soul that was hanging on a thin thread. She was only breathing, but being alive never counted as living. It was time to let go. She closed her eyes and run in to the middle of the road. A loud screech was heard as her blood painted the black tarmac red. Nooo….. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@ NOTE: This work is on-going and not yet edited. DISCLAIMER The cover was made by my darling sister, @Bash. The images used is attributed to the rightful owner. Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny

MUHACHE_JUMA · Urbain
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The Past

Enzo was left behind thinking about his life. Most believe that he never loved Jasmine. Only he knew the truth. The heart doesn't lie. Neither do the eyes.

He has done some very monstrous things. Things that were mostly out of his control. It's easy for others to say that it wasn't love. Or even say that he could have tried harder. No one ever took the time to understand the pain he hid inside his heart.

No one bothered to help him heal. He was always alone. But when he finally found someone to be by his side, he messed it up. It wasn't because he didn't care. It was because he felt comfortable enough to show her his ugly face. The depth of his cruelty and the length of his trauma.

Unfortunately, no one is an angel. In the process, he created another trauma patient. Enzo rubbed his head. He felt nauseous thinking about Jasmine's blood on the black tarmac. It was a sight that would forever haunt it.