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Series Delucka and Sefanie Mcmillion hated each other from birth. They just seemed to rub each other the wrong way. Forced to play with each other as children as his grandmother and her parents were friends was pure torture. He would yank her hair, take her toys and kissed her giving her cooties whenever he pleased. She didn't let him dominate her though, every single second she fought back. He yanked her hair she punched him. He took her toys she took his action figures. As they grew so did their hate for each other or was that truly it. There's just such a thin line between love and hate. All her troubles flew out the window when he finally left for his home land Greece when his parents send for him at eighteen. She eventually left her hometown to live in Seattle knowing their paths would never cross again or so she hoped. °¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢° "What are you doing here?" Both their voices boomed in the court room. The judge glanced at the both of them. "Do you know each other?" "No," They growled and turned towards the judge ignoring each other. "Well Mrs. LaCross the house your selling and will be sharing is with Mr. Mcmillion beside you." Her eye widened as she gasped like a fish. "Hell no, I refuse!" "Unfortunately you have no choice as you had already signed the papers Ma'am," I looked at my demon to see him smirking with satisfaction. Arrogant son of a bitch. °¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢° The line separating love from hatred is very thin, and feeling hurt can easily push us over and vice versa.
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