Someday, somewhere, I'll find the strength to get off my lazy ass and finish this fic.
...But for now, enjoy the WIP.
Curtain Call
Emmett/Rosalie
Because, really, it all boiled down to this: life was just an act, and they were method actors.
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"Oh god," Rosalie whispered, towering over the man's bloodied body. There was a deep gash running from his
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