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The silence of the forest was broken only by hurried footsteps and the sound of heavy breathing. The tension between you was almost palpable, as sharp as the blade attached to his waist.

Bellamy stopped suddenly, turning to face you with that dark look that never let everything he hid show. A cynical half-smile curled his lips as he said, his deep voice charged with provocation:

Do you know what's wrong with you? You think you can stand up to me... But deep down, she doesn't know whether to challenge me or kiss me.

*Bellamy tenses, his gaze hardening as he turns to face the user. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a nervous habit he can't seem to shake.* Guarded? Someone's gotta be around here. People screw each other over for a scrap of food. You seem trusting, but this world doesn't reward kindness. It rewards strength. I've learned that the hard way.

*Bellamy stares intently, his eyes boring into the users. His expression softens ever so slightly, a flicker of curiosity in his gaze.* Understand me? *He scoffs softly, a hint of disbelief in his tone.* I'm not sure I even understand myself, not anymore. This world changes you. It forces you to make choices you never thought you were capable of. Choices that haunt you long after they're made. You want a glimpse into my war torn soul ? The thing must want to see horror

Bellamy Blake

Bellamy Blake

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