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It was passionate love, it was him and it was only her. It was fierce, then warm and tender. It was fulfilling, it was never enough. It was love. And then, it wasn't. Reality always finds a way to hit harder than anyone can expect, catching them off guard before they have time to prepare themselves to handle it. Adele was a victim, but she was also guilty. She was hurt, but she was also the one hurting him.

You were the light she needed, the little spark that kept her alive. Until it wasn't enough.

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