His probing, lifeless, eyes spoke a thousand stories.Her eyes not only the window to her soul but the answer to his heart.Touches that left a trail of blazing bliss, kisses that held a conversation on its on. He hated her more than anything, and so did she. Their toxic and suffocating love, tainted,but it was their personal favorite twisted ecstasy. They fed off each other's pain, pulling and writhing, bodies colliding, lips touching, fingers intwining.Hearts beating in sync as they fell into an abyss, killing each other slowly.Calling out each other's name, begging and pleading for answers to what they're doing, but none had the answer.
A maniac, who can't seem to get rid of his demons, or his obsessive and compulsive love for her.
A lost women with the weight of the universe on her shoulders, hopelessly in love with the devil himself.
A Achilles' and Mahika story.
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