Prologue

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It seems so odd. The sense of loneliness after all these years. He's just gone. Why did this have to happen to me the girl who had no one else but him, my father. I still remember the crash like it was yesterday. The smell of gasoline and the constant yelling for me to get out of the car. Not thinking about anyone else I did so but that was a decision I will regret my whole life.

(Hello its me also known as Emma. I just wanted to start a story and I think it will go places. This is just the start of a story or prologue to <tell you a little about it. There will be some smut and fluff but not for a while. I will be making updates every once in while but I haven't made up a schedule yet. Anyway I hope you like this story and bye.)

-Emma

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