โ โ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ป ๐๐ฒ ๐ฉรก๐๐พ๐๐ฒ๐ is in the middle of a war, between himself and sanity. Amidst all the hatred and anxiety, in a silent war that hides scars.
โ โ Far from sniffing vengeance, he must camouflage with a cheerful facade. Because this internal torment cannot be shown. He couldn't tell them that the one he married so lovingly was the one now with a gun to his head.
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โ โ Far from sniffing vengeance, he must camouflage with a cheerful facade. Because this internal torment cannot be shown. He couldn't tell them that the one he married so lovingly was the one now with a gun to his head.
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