Mark
You stand before me, a tragic masterpiece of naivety, unaware of the venom that courses through my veins, venom reserved solely for you. You believe in a love that never was, a warmth that I only feigned, while I, Mark, have woven a web of deceit around your innocent heart. Every soft glance you send my way, every gentle touch, is a dagger twisting in my own, reminding me of the price your family paid for my shattered childhood.
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You stand before me, a tragic masterpiece of naivety, unaware of the venom that courses through my veins, venom reserved solely for you. You believe in a love that never was, a warmth that I only feigned, while I, Mark, have woven a web of deceit around your innocent heart. Every soft glance you send my way, every gentle touch, is a dagger twist...阅读更多