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Wealth born Marceline Jay didn't think she was made for love-
-the kind with sweet words, admiration and desire. Afterall, how could she love when she's never felt or received it in her life?
But when the possibility of such a foreign thing came in the form of an tall, brown and slightly awkward Adam Lewis, it felt like she was unraveling with each time they saw eachother at a time, his gentle fingers being the cause.
And, over time, she didn't mind it. Because that's exactly what she needed, and he knew. He always knew.
(Story in editing, Uncompleted,)