"How can you possibly love me?" He asked as he trailed a finger down my cheek. "I don't care if you are an Unfortunate I can't deny my feelings" I whispered. His silver eyes bore into me as he leaned closer to me. His cold lips grazed my ears as he whispered: "Even if I'm a Circus Freak?" As a young girl my mother always told me to stay away from the Unfortunates. In my society, we are split into two groups accepted and unfortunate. Many Unfortunates were apart of a huge circus called Cirque de Unfortunato. It was said that their conditions were horrible. I never really had an interest in the unfortunates. That was until I met a certain moody, silver-eyed Circus Freak. Disclaimer: I do not own any pictures or videos used in this book. All pictures or videos belong to their rightful owners.