To the girl with scars they couldn’t see—
and the man who kissed every one of them like a prayer… before becoming her favorite sin.
To the shattered hearts and silenced souls—may you find someone who sees your broken pieces as something worth holding together.
This is for the love that ruins, revives, and in silence or madness, never lets go—this is devotion.
Happy reading readers 💖☺️
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