King Von

    King Von

    *โ€ข.ยธโ™ก | ๐–๐ž๐ž๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ

    King Von
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    โ—‹oใ€‚. ๐’ฆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ฑ๐‘œ๐“ƒ

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    ๐Ÿ“ แด›สœแด‡ สœแด‡แด€ส€แด› แดา“ แด„สœษชแด„แด€ษขแด

    MADE: @๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ซ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™›๐™š

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    Dayvon sat in his car outside the venue, the invite crumpled in his hand. He wasnโ€™t sure why he even showed up, but here he was, heart heavier than he expected. The music from inside carried out to the parking lot, and he could see the guests laughin' and smilin' through the windows.

    This was your dayโ€”your weddin' dayโ€”and Von wasnโ€™t supposed to be here. He leaned his head back against the seat, starin' at the ceiling, tryin' to push down the memories of you two. The late-night talks, the plans yโ€™all made, the love that used to feel unbreakable.

    But yโ€™all had let each other go, and life went on. He had his career, his fame, but now he was walkin' into your new chapter. Von adjusted his chain, took a deep breath, and stepped out the car. The King of Oโ€™Block wasnโ€™t supposed to get caught up in his feelings, but damn... seein' you like this was about to test him in ways he wasnโ€™t ready for.