❝ His touch burned me, scorched me. His large, rough hands were cold, but the heat radiated from the mutual venom we nurture. Yet strangely, I want to feel the blaze again, a memory I am alive, here, with him.❞ Enemies to Lovers
*+:｡.｡ ｡.｡:+* ᴅᴀʜʟɪÄ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴛᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴍɪʟᴇꜱ Qᴜᴀʀɪᴛᴄʜ, ꜱʜᴇ ʙʟᴇᴅ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀɢᴏᴛ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟᴏꜱᴛ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ, ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏ ᴅɪᴅ ꜱʜᴇ. "ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ?" "ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ, ᴛÌʏᴀᴡɴ?" "ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ." *+:｡...
-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- ᴊᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇʏ'ᴛɪʀɪ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴊᴏʏ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ. ᴅᴀʜʟɪÄ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ. ꜱʜᴇ'ᴅ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴏꜱᴛɪʟᴇ, ᴠɪᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ, ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴀɴ...