shadygirl72
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- Partes 10
"Where are we going?" I averted my eyes from the road for a second to look at her; her big eyes brown eyes stared at me intently with rigidness . The car reeked with her distrust.
"Getting away from all this shit."
She's an abused girlfriend, he's a depressed pop-star. It all begins at a party...