When Storms Collide

"I feel like you will ruin me one day, Angelica." His voice was hoarse.







His forehead came to rest against mine.







"But why do I want to be ruined so badly?" He breathed.



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He was lightning and thunder, frightening, but so magnificent.



I was a hurricane, lost and in search of purpose.



When we met it was like a collision of two catastrophes.



But who knew chaos could be so beautiful, so addicting.



And for a moment, he made me forget the destruction that is inevitable when two storms collide.