"You're just bones, a beating heart and a pair of dark eyes. How did you mess me up so bad?"
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Lylah Moseratti was never one for romance. Sure, she had boyfriends in the past but she's never been too invested in them. For Lylah, love was a myth. It...
A/N Here are some tweets about YoonJin to bless your eyes 👀
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Lylah
"What do you want Lindsay?" I asked the girl leaning against the lockers.
"Oh it's not what I want Lylah." She spat out my name like a curse. "It's what I'm going to do."
My face scrunched up in confusion and I tilted my head as I asked. "What?"
"Don't play dumb. I saw you, bitch. You think I don't know about you two?" She glared at me.
Okay, either she was high on drugs or she'd been dropped on the head one too many times as a kid. What the hell was she talking about?
"What are you talking about?" I quizzed frustratedly.
"I'm talking about Ahuzam. You, and Ahuzam." She seemed to get angrier the more she went on but I didn't even know who this Ahuzam was.
"I knew there was something wrong when he started to blow me off. He'd skip our dates and only ever come over when he needed to borrow money. I knew there must have been some other bitch on the side. That's why I decided to find out myself and so I hired a private investigator. Luckily, daddy knows a few of those so I didn't have much trouble getting one." She smirked at the end.
