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'Do you really wanna know?' I asked with hopeful eyes,

'Yeah, Rose. Please tell me. I wanna help' Shit, he's persistent

'Alright. But during my story-telling don't interrupt me or I will not have the energy to continue' I looked at him in directly in the eyes

'I understand' taking a deep breath I started my story,

'It started when I was younger, in secondary school more precisely'

*Past*
Hey, my name is Rosaria Johns. I was doing my secondary studies in a large college in the capital of France.

A college with a good reputation, nothing to complain about. My parents are very rich and very important personalities.

Dad has his company, he builds and sells houses around the world, mom has several fashion store chains around the world.

Unfortunately, everything was not rosy, they divorced when I was 10 and since then I have been living with my mother, but I spend most of my holidays with my father and his new girlfriend.

Despite the whispers and the negative words of people, I like this situation. I have everything I want, and Dad's new girlfriend, Camilla, is super cool. She always has insane ideas when it comes to holidays.

Mom forced me to see a shrink after the divorce because she was afraid that I would have trauma.

Currently, I am 17 years old and my life is still the same. I have two best friends Jeremy and Christelle. We organize charities for orphans because it is close to our hearts, but that is another story. We are always together, we tell each other absolutely everything. I swear, I even know how many times Jeremy slept with those girlfriends. Gross but we do with it, or the exact number of times Christelle lied to these parents to go out at night.

Our school was one of the most renowned in my neighborhood, no history, no negative comments until this famous accident.

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