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The people you love most have the most tremendous ability to harm you. Ivy was never exactly sure how she wound up as the woman she was but she did grow to appreciate the view. Initially, she believed that people experience everything in their lives for a reason, a purpose that leads to growth. After all, we do not start out hoping to be broken. Our souls enter the world spotless, ready to be nurtured and moulded into something significant. Too many don't know how to cherish this purity or they don't want to. They tarnish one another, destroying whatever they may have been. Notably, love was turned into an unbelievably expert weapon in its silent assassination of innocence and goodness. Used without the victim ever fighting, peaceful in their willingness to risk the damage it can inflict. After all, love is trust and love is danger. Trust ____________________ "Ask." He breaks the silence, I swallow. "No." I whisper, he watches me as if seeing me for the first time. I lean forward, kissing up the side of his neck until I'm speaking softly into his ear. "I'm not here to make you remember. I'm here to help you forget." Danger ____________________ "What happened to you Ivy?" His voice cracks, I pull out of his grip. "If you are looking for her, she's gone, if you don't like this person, the person I am, then good. I became her specifically to keep people like you away." Note: I am currently rewriting this story in its entirety. Prior version: Badboy in My Backyard
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