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Walking alone in the middle of the night. Only the moon and stars serve as light to me, and suddenly the rain pours down which serves as music to me.
The ringing of the church bell signaled me to get here. I got here soaking wet and I was not alone, I was with a man, he was tall, fair-skin and his puffy eyes were green.
He offered his jacket and said, "You might be cold Miss." and left a sweet smile.
I just ignored his offer. He held out his hands and said "Hi, I'm Trevor" once hand on nape.
The rain subsided and I just left without telling my name.
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RomantizmMaureen is a 23-year old rich young woman. She has an older brother Jinx and lives with her mother Leila. Maureen and Trevor first meet on a church. A month later, Trevor saves Maureen's life in years full of lies, and their friendship starts and sl...
