It's been two years since she moved to England before she once again had to live in California with her father. The change of scenery helped after her mother's death, but despite her father's support, she felt empty.
Confused and lonely, she meets him. He was there, he was avaliable, and in their own fucked up little ways, they completed each other. He saved her, and if there was a way to reverse time, she would thank him.
“Find what you love and let it kill you.”
― Charles Bukowski
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Teen FictionIt's been two years since she moved to England before she once again had to live in California with her father. The change of scenery helped after her mother's death, but despite her father's support, she felt empty. Confused and lonely, she meets h...