Love.
At strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties.
The one word she understood till the year she turned 9 years old.
Growing up, Vivienna De'Monet had the world in her hands. People envied her. Who wouldn't? She was part...
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Hey y'all!
As some of you may know, based off of my posts on the conversation board, My mental isn't good and I'm still recovering from a point where I was suicidal. I'm a lot better now but what happened left me in a bad place and after a while some fo the things stuck. I know this book is only two chapters in and I don't update often, just like my previous.
For right now, this book will be going back on hiatus until I'm back to a point I'm okay. I really hope you all understand. I'm not trying to make excuses for why I don't update often or anything of that sort.
I feel as a writer, to be able to write you need not to force yourself and be in the mindset which I haven't been. I've also ran into a nice who wall of writer's block.
On to happier news, thank you so much for 1k reads! It means a lot to me.
