Trigger Warning: This book contains dark scenes that may trigger. Please read with caution. Please be aware and conscious that the diagnoses that the heroine has is mixed with fiction. It does not at all reflect nor change the true research of the study of the conscious-unconscious mind.
Dear Dark Knights,
You both broke my heart. You took every part of me, made it your own, and then you chose to walk away from me. You both left me there.
You both twisted, yanked, and wickedly took what should’ve never been yours and stomped on it. You made up your minds to show me that you both were the devil reincarnate. You took that broken, battered, and unwanted heart with you, as though it belonged to you.
The problem with me is… both of you. I can’t think, breathe, or see past either of you. You flood my mind in a way that no one can. You need to let me go. You hurt me. Why can’t either of you let go of me? You may not say it with your mouths, but your souls call out to me. There’s a part of you that cries for me just as much as I cry for you.
Should we do this again? Can we? One minute, I think of you and love you. The other, I want you to suffer as I did. The worst part is, you’re not even aware of my pain. You ruined me for anyone else, and for that…you’ll pay for watering and providing this flower with sunlight. You only did it for the flower to grow so you could trample on it. You can never get rid of me. I am you, Tennesse Church, and you both are me, Tucker-Jamison Vasiliév.
But, I want you to remember my words… I’ll always love you both; equally, painfully, and in every waking moment. Even in reincarnation, you are my dark knights.
Signed,
Tini Chastain
Dear Dark Knights,
You both broke my heart. You took every part of me, made it your own, and then you chose to walk away from me. You both left me there.
You both twisted, yanked, and wickedly took what should’ve never been yours and stomped on it. You made up your minds to show me that you both were the devil reincarnate. You took that broken, battered, and unwanted heart with you, as though it belonged to you.
The problem with me is… both of you. I can’t think, breathe, or see past either of you. You flood my mind in a way that no one can. You need to let me go. You hurt me. Why can’t either of you let go of me? You may not say it with your mouths, but your souls call out to me. There’s a part of you that cries for me just as much as I cry for you.
Should we do this again? Can we? One minute, I think of you and love you. The other, I want you to suffer as I did. The worst part is, you’re not even aware of my pain. You ruined me for anyone else, and for that…you’ll pay for watering and providing this flower with sunlight. You only did it for the flower to grow so you could trample on it. You can never get rid of me. I am you, Tennesse Church, and you both are me, Tucker-Jamison Vasiliév.
But, I want you to remember my words… I’ll always love you both; equally, painfully, and in every waking moment. Even in reincarnation, you are my dark knights.
Signed,
Tini Chastain
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