It all started Rochester, New York. April 17, 1933. People walking around couples sharing stories with each other, children running around, playing with each other. Everything was perfect until she made it better. A beautiful woman walks through the crowd, so beautiful that the man that accompanied her was invisible.
The goddess had long blonde hair that shined in the sunlight and her highlights hide behind the shadow of each strand. Her beautiful brown eyes shined as the color caramel danced around her iris. She was -as everyone would say- perfect.
This woman was none other than Rosalie Hale, the banker's daughter. She was one of the richer women in Rochester, who didn't have to worry about a thing. But she was so blinded by her beauty that her ego could be seen from miles away.
We know the end of Rosalie Hale.
The girl that walked into darkness and never came out. The girl who, in her last moments struggles to stay alive.
Here lies Rosalie Hale left on the cold ground.
Beaten
Raped
Hurt
And left to die
But if it weren't for her, it would have been too late.
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