Love is not real.

****Competition entry**** Vendetta-Mandalyn Is alone. Alone with him, knife withering in her hand and a worrisome, yet deadening streak deafening the usual brown of her eye. The softened securness of a police siren hummed in the distance and the corner of Vendetta's chapped lips climbed up her cheek. Satisfaction. She had warned him. She tried.

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