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Aven has always been told she's cursed. Bad things happen when people get too close to her. Accidents, disappearances, irreversible losses. But pain doesn't follow her. It was placed around her. Constructed. Calculated. Repeated. And he was the final variable. Eion wasn't supposed to feel anything. Not curiosity. Not guilt. Definitely not love. He was trained to stay detached, observe, trigger, record. And when he met Aven, he knew exactly who she was. What she was. Why she had to break. But he got too close. Too fast. Too deep. And she believed him. She believed the comfort in his voice, the softness in his eyes, the way he held her like she mattered. Until she realized. He wasn't her escape. He was the one holding the door open to watch her collapse. He loved her. But only after she was broken exactly the way she was designed to be. Designed to Break. So tell me... If the person who made you feel real was also the one who proved you weren't what part of that is love? And what part of that was the plan?
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