“Upon retrospection, I unravel the somber tale that once enshrouded us. In my astuteness, validation emerges, yet the levy exacted beckons contemplation. The poignant epiphany unfolds—I never basked in your genuine love. Your gaze, a charade, enchanted the illusion of me, whereas my heart fervently embraced the very soul of who you were.” Trystin M.D Rehfeld
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