ANIMOSITY PALE AS BOUQUETS OF RED ROSE, UNSOUGHT AMOUR FASHIONED FROM CREVASSES OF UNWANTED SUMMER ROMANCE.
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a classic enemies to lovers, minus the classic.
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cruel summer harry potter
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PRIMROSEANAÏS BLACK was born the opal cabochon of her family's crown. The pearl circlet; Regulus Arcturus Black, the Garnet hindrance; Anastasia Briar Scaletta, and the Opal jewel; Primrose Anaïs Black. Earthshine in a hushed garden, that's beauty of Primrose. She wore her silhouette like moonlight in mid-day sunlight and her shadow like dawn in twilight dusk. Primrose was much like her father, isolated yet witty and winsome. Following their heads rather than heart was ritual. Like father and daughter, they loathed many but had clandestine Achilles heel for very few. Primrose's mind seeped prismatic marigold rays, blinding to her adolescence, only for the Black Manor to worship. She designed herself to descry nebulous cosmos and pearl constellations on the ceiling of her bedroom plafond. She held possession of such magniloquence, her words falling from her lips like stringed carnation petals. And as she did not attend any wizarding school of sort nor possess bonds with kids her age, she had only herself to admire. Primrose observed life through kaleidoscope lenses of pink tulle weaved in her irises. Spending introverted years to her and her thoughts, Primrose established that she truly is a divine piece of oeuvre blossoming in botanical gardens of XV years. A botanical garden of XV overflowing symbolic flowers;
