"I didn't hire him to protect my body. I hired him because I couldn't survive another night alone."
Azalea-
I had everything money could offer. But the nights were still too long, and the silence too loud.
They say grief fades. It doesn't. It linger...
"she lied to keep someone like me close, and God help me, I stayed."
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Hey guys :) The last time I wrote something was when I was 12, it was a fanfiction, and the most embarrassing phase of my life. Looking back, I realize I didn't change much. so now I'm here again, writing something I imagined before falling asleep.
I'm not sure where Azalea and Alek will end up as I keep on writing, but I'll make sure they end up happy. Because that's something I can do to escape reality where happy endings aren't so real.
I hope you enjoy, thanks for giving "What Survives" a chance <3