Elizabeth

Elizabeth

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Some things are never meant to happen the way that they happen. Some things are not supposed to break the way they break, but we are not in charge of this earth. We cannot oversee how things are fixed and how they break. We are only capable of putting the pieces back together...mending broken hearts and healing empty souls. Why him? They ask her constantly. Why the heartless man to comfort the hurting soul? Because, she always responds, even after countless mood swings, crazy demands, constant reassurance, and stupid arguments, he never gave up on her. Why her? They would ask her every time. He'd respond the same. Because I don't want to court her in bed. I want to love her in life. Polar opposites attract. Elizabeth and Romeo attract. They just want to love each other in life through the pain, the agony, the abuse, the depression, the anxiety, the mafia, the breaking, the fixing, the helping, the hurting. It's just love at the end of the day.
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When I was eighteen I died. But it wasn't only me. Right before I was killed I was forced to witness my brothers deaths. They had been protecting me. And their last words to me, before the light left their eyes, was that they wanted me to live. When the bullet hit me I desperately wished for a second chance. When I opened my eyes the next second I found myself in my childhood room. I somehow had regressed time and back at me stared my ten-year-old self through the mirror. But it wasn't the place I wanted to be, not with my father. He was abusive and I didn't plan on going through everything again. Not this time. This time I would find my brothers sooner, and I would protect them and our happy life together. Fate be damned! I am Angelica Romano-Costello and I will take my fate into my own hands.

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