Oh How You Sway Me

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A forbidden romance that should never have been written. A past that should have been forgotten. And a familiarity that should have been spoken long before hearts were broken. This story is a rather unfortunate one, well, unfortunate for me - Sir Killian Cromwell III I was once a young man persuaded by a kiss. I can't say she was the most beautiful woman who ever crossed my path, or my heart fell for her at first sight. I can't put a day to when we began, or a specific moment when I felt myself swayed by her essence. At first, I couldn't fathom her as my wife, but in the end, I couldn't imagine her any other way. She was my wreckage, my heart's weakness. Her absence decayed me, but it was nothing compared to the violent anger when she looked at me as if she'd never known me at all. If I were to sum up my love for Avery in a simple English equation of 'her and I,' it would be with English words and a sullen tone. She was a language