Nothing but the cold…
The fierce wind blew through the night. Its strength swept some fallen auburn leaves to surround her feet as she sat alone in that park. Hugging her arms tightly, she tried to find warmth in between her striped nightgown.
She couldn’t. The weather had defeated her, chilling the deepest part of her bones. Pushing her to crouch in the edge of despair, just thinking how numb it would feel to escape all the pain that crushed her.
If she gave up, she would finally be free…
But then she heard those footsteps. And she saw that figure, and she heard that voice that somehow convinced her that she was never alone…
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The Last Rose
Подростковая литератураRight from the start, Theo knows there's something strange about this girl he just met. In spite of her irrational coldness towards him, he is determined to win her heart and find out the truth about her. Theo should really do it fast; her life is h...
