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This is one of those depressing romance story's so I totally understand if u don't want to read. But anyway this is what it's about. A girl with depression and the new guy. Well u should hopefully know the rest what goes down. I really hope u guys like

"I wanna lay down with your black soul, count your fears if you let me" - Nyke Heaton *SEXAUL CONTENT* *16+*

HER Celeste Thompson: calm, kind to everyone and lonely, she moved to New York for a month and here she will begin to attend the university of her dreams. HIM Ayden Walker: asshole, irascible and always with a pissed-off look. What would happen if due to an unpleasant inconvenience, he got angry and the fault was really Celeste's? He is the fire. She is the water. She is the flat calm of the sea. He is the storm. He is destruction. She is calm. Will the calm waves of the water resist the destructive fury of the storm? Or will the sea be able to do without being overwhelmed by it? Is this true when it is said that water extinguishes the flames? Or will the waves not be enough to overcome that fire? Is calm really positive or does it hide something stronger latent, waiting for the spark to give birth to its true nature? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This story is originally written in Italian, so we apologize if our English isn't perfect. If you have any corrections to report, write us in the comments! 💕 Instagram profile: wattpad_summersouls