𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴

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It started when my bike crashed into him. It wasn't my fault that the brake wasn't working. So I crashed into him and ended up in his arms.

He protected me from the dangerous fall.

As we grew, our interactions were basically him, mocking and being rude to me for causing the cut on his right eyebrow, which made a permanent cut near its end. I was apologetic and irritated by his rudeness.

Until that rudeness became over-protectiveness... and developed into love.

But love is not the foundation of a strong relationship. It's trust.

Trust that he crashed into pieces because of one single mistake that led to a series of negative outcomes. He who protected me from danger, just made me feel the most destructive and dangerous emotion in the world.

A broken heart. A heart that he crashed into a million broken pieces.


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Unsuccessful Landing II: To Crash on His Arms (COMPLETE)Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora