Elle was tired. Tired of not being good enough, tired of being worthless, tired of being broken and empty. Overall, Elle was just tired of being alive. How is she supposed to live happily in a world where no one wants her? In a world where she'll never be enough, no matter what.
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FanfictionBefore he came along, the only way she knew she was alive was from the scars and bruises that covered her body.
