Dearest liars,
Rosewood, Ravenswood… What’s the difference? I’m everywhere anyways. Oh, didn’t know that yet? That’s ok I guess, neither does Melissa. And neither does our sweet little Aria, trying to protect mommy. Aria, Aria. So naïve, still thinking hiding from me is an option. She’ll figure it out soon enough. But eh, let’s get to the point, shall we? I bet Ravenswood gave you all the chills. “It’s just so creepy, it totally freaked me out.” Poor girls. You have no idea what’s coming. Really, you shouldn’t forget about Rosewood just yet. That town has so much more to offer. So many secrets, still hiding somewhere in between the blocks filled with expensive houses and chic restaurants. I realize I might be just a tiny bit vague, but that’s the thing about me. Liars don’t deserve clear language, for they themselves always mess up the storyline one way or another. Changing just a little fact, forgetting about just a tiny detail. It’s just so frustrating, don’t you think? Better not give them any actual information at all. Yet, I would like to make a point. So here’s another vague promise.Summer may bring brighter days, but the nights are just as dark. Mwah!
Kisses,
-A
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Letters from and to the Grave - Pretty Little Liars
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