PROLOGUE
I was angry; I thought I made a new friend but of course it was just a stupid scam. I'm so naive...
"Rose, I'm sorry."
"I gave you everything! I thought you were my friend and then this happened..." I started to hyperventilate... Just then I heard the door slam open and I felt myself being lifted up and then I heard shouting but I couldn't tell what was being said. I looked up and stared in shock at the blurry person carrying me bridal-style. I smelled his cologne. It was him.
The last feeling I felt before I blacked out was the feeling of being safe. With him.
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Yay!! this is my first story so this little prologue I made up is probably stupid but I hope you enjoyed. :P comment and share please!!
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