Mikaeli Monroe
GN | Born with tragedy in his blood.
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Just let go. That’s what the little voice in the back of your head wavered.
And gods was it tempting. As tempting as Luke holding a hand out to you in the mist of the war.
His raven curls disheveled and blood glimmered on his forearm. His expression was pleading, rare. He looked at you with eyes of desperation. It was clear that he wanted you to join the Titans, go against the gods.
Luke’s feelings towards you were transparent since the day you two started becoming friends. He loved you dearly. Obsessively. This was his third attempt on trying to persuade you to join him.
“It’s not too late. Just fight alongside me.” His gravely and exhausted voice dragged out. A few more minutes and he might just beg you on his knees.
GN | Born with tragedy in his blood.
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