Romans

contains:

- grief | - death | - trauma

- ptsd | - mental illness | - murder

- abuse | - blood | + more

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"Are you serious?!" I hiss lowly at myself as I eye the cut which gives blood the go-ahead to ooze hypnotically slow - down my bottom lip. "We've already gone over this!"

"You know how this works," I snarl at my reflection in the mirror, which snarls right back in retaliation.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans. When in Rome, do as the Romans. When i-" A loud yet low base thump vibrates against the dark-wooded door as it shakes violently, "Carmen? Okay in there?"

"Crap," I bite out. "No, no, no, no. . ." The redundant word comes out nervously sung.

"I'm f-" I croak before clearing my throat to steady my shaking voice. "I'm fine, I- sh-"

My head swivels around, coils painfully whipping my eyes while I watch in horror as the locks turn before the knob follows suit. Almost as if slow-motion, Roman struts in - instantly making the air prickle coldly. "I kept calling you, Halo."

I've been found out.

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simplified blurb

a mission for halo who prioritizes all the wrong things, one where she wants to let millions of others believe a lie if it means she can continue believing hers.

「dedication」

for my mom.

we don't agree on everything, a lot of things actually. but even through that, i can't deny the hardships you had to endure with me - no matter if i have my own.

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