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The day she died was the day she finally realized that her detachment and cowardice were her biggest mistakes. That those were the reasons she lost everything. 

"If time will turn back its hands, I will no longer just watch. I will return everything in its rightful places. I will control my own fate."

These were her thoughts as the reel of her life played, as the poison coursed in her body reminding her of her incompetence, of her inaction, burning all of her resistance and detachment.

And then she opened her eyes once more. 

She was back.

This time she will make sure that she won't lose anything or anyone. Including a certain smiling devil who is really good at kissing.

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The Return of the Devil's Wife

Without so much as a single warning, death was knocking at our door in the guise of a beautiful maiden that their master so beholden.  Tartarus' smile was bitter. He has not questioned the power that love has over the personality and intellectual capacity of a person. He knew that a person in love could sometimes lose a part of their logical reasoning and sanity. That was why these people were blind to their own folly. And the very reason why love is said to be blind.


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