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In a world where shadows whisper secrets and the past clings like a shroud, two souls are drawn together by a haunting resemblance and a shared darkness. "Are you afraid of me?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous murmur as he leans closer, his breath warm against her skin. "No," she replies, though her heart races, betraying her calm facade. "But I should be." "You pushed me away," he presses, his fingers brushing her cheek, igniting a fire within her. "Why?" "Because you said I looked like her," she admits, her voice trembling. "I was trying to save you from myself." His chuckle is dark, filled with a mix of amusement and something more sinister. "Youโre not her. Youโre so much more... complicated." "Complicated?" she scoffs, her eyes narrowing. "You donโt know the half of it." He steps closer, their bodies almost touching. "Then show me. Let me in." With a defiant glint in her eyes, she retorts, "And what if Iโm the monster you fear?" "Then Iโll embrace the darkness," he replies, his gaze unwavering. "But you have to trust me first." As the tension thickens, she reaches for the knife in the drawer, her voice steady. "Then kill me like you did her." "Why do you keep bringing her up?" he snaps, frustration boiling over. "Youโre not her! Youโre alive, and I want you here with me." "Alive?" she echoes, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. "What if being alive is worse than death?" In this twisted dance of desire and despair, they must confront their demonsโor risk losing themselves entirely.
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