No words will explain how calming watching the rain was... Silas hated the rain and I loved it. It was then I realized how much of opposites we are. I was so caught up in getting that perfect love story that I ignored how different Silas and I were... until now. I loved sunsets and he loved sunrises. I loved black roses and he loved white. I liked romance and he liked violence. It was bittersweet - but it was not love... it was lust. His desire was to kill, mine was to live, happily.
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