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Her screams were what drew me in.

Since the night I heard them, I followed her.

She was my obsession.

My addiction.

But I could never have her.

She had to be free.

Had to feel peace.

I was nothing but a mess of darkness.

Even on my good days with my brothers from the Diamond MC, I was nothing but tainted.

Still, I would end anyone who hurt her.

Especially those who touched her.

Their blood would stain my hands—one way or another.

Because I would torch the world for her.

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