THE DEVIL DOESN'T CARE

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Blaire White I passed out shortly after he left me to crumble in my pain and tears. Never in my eighteen years of existence have I met someone so monstrous in nature as to have the face of an Angel. I feel so sad and hurt right now. I was angry at myself and, most especially, at the moon goddess, who has been cruel to me these past few days. First I lost my mother, then my boyfriend and friends, and now this. I never expected to be mated to someone like him who would treat me so unfairly, like dirt in his shoes. I was finding it really difficult to cope with these emotions. The mental, physical, and emotional drain had worn me down. I hadn't expected to find my mate right away after losing the one who I had thought was strongly supposed to be the mate blessed to me by the moon goddess

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