Prologue

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I have been  alone most of my life. Enough that if even my best friend got up and walked away, i wouldnt even glance her way...

My mother died when i was very young and my father moved to London alone; leaving me stranded in an orphanage. I worked for my survival every minute, and managed to live by the day.

After 20 years of hard work, i had finally managed to escape that part of my life and create a new, respectable name for my self...

I was alone till that day and probably would still be if he hadnt come...

That idiot...

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