Love isn't blind.
But love is bound.
You find love in your weaker spots.
You realize love at your weakest moments.
Love happens.
But when?
And mainly, how…?
Maybe love is blind, when it erases the definition of right and wrong.
Ch 96
Matilda Vaughn POV
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“What game?”
.
.
.
“The Game of Lies”
I tried to calm my nerves, but his words rung in my head, haunting me.
That was always the case with him,
He can knock me down.
Take me.
Burn me alive.
“Continue”
He orders, his raged voice sent a knock against my fears
*slap*
“Two” a whisper, that's all I am able to manage as I feel numb from within
I'm not sure what to feel
Or what to expect
Everything feels blurred
Especially when it comes to him.
It would have been so easy if I had just hated him
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