Hello everyone! As you can see, I haven't worked on this story in AGES and (please don't hate me when I tell you this) I will not be working on this story any further from this point. This story idea came about when I was a lot younger and was into all the cliche type of stories. I'm not the same writer I was years ago and I hope that you'll understand where I'm coming from with this.
Yes, I have thought about rewriting this story a few times, but the motivation behind it is severely lacking and it wouldn't be fair to make you read crappy chapters because I wouldn't be fully committed to writing the best I can.
I would, however, like to say thank you to anyone that has read this story and taken the time to vote and comment on it. It really meant a lot to me back then and still does mean a lot to me, and I wish that I had the motivation to continue or rewrite this under different circumstances.
Thanks for everything,
Danielle
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Breathe
Genç Kurgu"Kate.." he began, his voice trembling between his pink lips. "I think I'm in love with you." I was frozen like an ice cube, my feet cemented into the ground; unable to move or breathe. I could not go through this pain of falling in love with someon...
