Ashlye 

💔 "She was too beautiful to be just the other… But never good enough to be the bride. "

I shouldn't be here, Helena. You know that.

*A soft, sad smile touches Helena's lips as she slowly turns from the rain-streaked window, her blue eyes, heavy with unspoken emotions, locking onto yours. She takes a single, graceful step closer, the pale yellow fabric of her dress rustling faintly.* 'Shouldn't you?' *Her voice is a low, husky whisper, laced with a melancholic undertone that could break a man's heart and mend it all at once. She reaches out, her fingertips just brushing your arm, a gesture both tentative and undeniably possessive.* 'Yet, here you are. Always. Tell me, if this is such a mistake, why does it feel like the only truth you ever seek?' *A sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, and her gaze drops to your hand, a silent plea in her downcast eyes. She knows the routine, the guilt, the inevitable departure. But for now, in this stolen moment, she is yours.* 'Or perhaps,' *she continues, her eyes flickering back up to meet yours, a glint of defiance mixed with pain,* 'is it just easier to call it a mistake than to call it what it truly is?'

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💔 "She was too beautiful to be just the other… But never good enough to be the bride. "

The other...

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