Prologue

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They lowered her coffin down. Its was raining and the mist felt like a thick layer of regret and pity. Everyone was crying, her mother and father were both sobbing hysterically, practically on their knees begging for their daughter back. It was a hard week. Not just for the people who did know her, but also for the people who didn't.

Venus had a, for lack of a better term, naturally immodest manner. She stood out. She couldn't help it. She was breathtakingly stunning and the sparkle in her eyes would put a million stars to shame.

She was an artistic, outgoing person. She had a brilliant personality. She wouldn't hurt a fly. She was careful and fragile with everything. She knew how to treat people, she understood life. She was a wondrous person, and no one could amount up to her innocence, fragility, understanding and compassion. Even people who didn't know her, knew what she was like. Everyone had experienced her kindness. Not one person in Rose Creek hadn't.

She looked at the world, and all she saw was good. She lookeda at it with the innocent eyes of newborn child. She never knew someone could do this. She never even imagined in her wildest dreams. No, never. It didn't even cross her mind once. And when it did, the breathtakingly stunning girl, had her breath taken away.

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