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She would be my death
Maximo's POV. Rosa looked at me with her glossy eyes glistening with tears, and I was thrown back to the day when she was crying, looking at me in hope. Her eyes were sad when she stared at me with her beautiful blue orbs. I groaned involuntarily when a tear rolled down her cheeks. Ugh... Those beautiful eyes. So mesmerizing and enchanting! Fück! Looking into them, I was lost. I could not think about anything else when her eyes were sad. I just wanted to take away the pain in them. I didn't know why, but I would have burned the whole world when I saw her crying. I remembered her trembling so badly and hiding herself in her torn dress. It still made my blood boil with fury, and I wanted to kill that guy again. I killed that guy. I fücking took his life because he made my doll feel terr
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