Numbers. They haunt me. I can’t look into a person’s eyes without seeing the six-digit date of their death.I’m helpless to change it, no matter how hard I try. I’ve trained myself to look down. Away. Anywhere but at their eyes.My camera is my escape. My salvation. Through its lens, I see only beauty and life—not death and despair. Disconnected from all those around me, I’m content being alone, … I’m content being alone, simply existing.Until I meet him.Tavian. The man beyond the numbers. How can I stay away, when everything about him draws me in?But how can I fall…
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