Y/N and Andrew "Pope" Cody were never supposed to fall in love. As teenagers growing up around the chaos and dysfunction of the Cody family, they found something in each other neither had ever experienced before: understanding. Both carried deep wounds, both felt out of place in their own lives, and somehow they became each other's safe place. Y/N was the calm to Andrew's storm, the only person capable of grounding him when everything inside him threatened to spiral out of control. Unlike everyone else, Y/N saw the parts of Andrew he kept hidden. Beneath the volatility and violence was a man desperate to be loved, desperate to belong. Around everyone else, Pope was intimidating and unpredictable. Around Y/N, he became softer. Quieter. Vulnerable in a way nobody would have believed possible. She was one of the few people capable of calming him with a look alone. And Andrew let her. While Pope fought everyone who tried to control him, he never fought Y/N. He listened to her, trusted her judgment, and sought her out whenever the world became too loud. It wasn't weakness—it was trust. The kind of trust Andrew had only ever given to one person. As they grew older, their friendship became something deeper. On Y/N's nineteenth birthday, Andrew finally confessed that he loved her. Despite knowing how complicated their lives were, Y/N loved him too, and together they built a relationship founded on loyalty, devotion, and the belief that they could save each other from the darkness surrounding them. But loving Andrew Cody came with consequences. Y/N wasn't innocent. She'd grown up around criminals and eventually built a reputation of her own. Smart, resourceful, and fearless, she became known for moving stolen goods, laundering money through legitimate businesses, and using her connections to make problems disappear. She wasn't a Cody by blood, but she operated comfortably within the same world. Then everything fell apart. VIEW EDIT FOR REST
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