"So how are you?" he asked me.
I smiled up at him. "I'm good." The lie doesn't feel strange when I say it; I've grown used to it.
"Me too," he told me. His smile looked as broken as mine felt.
"Okay."
We knew we weren't.
*Authors note:
Hi guys, this is my first story, so please, any comments on my writing tegnique would be appreciated... Anybody's valid to comment and say anything, okay?
Xo Renzia*
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Ficção AdolescenteZaili Amberton is alone. The cliché is that she is surrounded. She is surrounded by family, by friends, by the Pack. By her fellow Morphs. But as new rivals strike up against everything that Zaili believes to be true, disaster strikes. With big shoe...
