Young Leila Thomas has just moved away from an abusive ex boyfriend. Will she survive New York City, Will she find a friend. Will she ever trust again.
Emma did my makeup, hair, and picked my outfit out. Apparently she knew where we were going and dressed me for it. I assumed by the way she dressed me we were going somewhere casual.
This is my hair
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This is my makeup
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And this is my outfit
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She also gave me a sweatshirt so I could hide my cuts from Knox. I really didn't want him to see them. I didn't even know if I could trust him yet, What if he just wanted to get in my pants. I pushed all those theories aside and went downstairs. I hopped in the passenger seat, as Jason hopped out and ran up to our apartment.
"H Hi." Dam! I couldn't even speak anymore. He was wearing this
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