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Love is meant to be pure...kind this though it wasn't love, it was dark and controlled. Cassandra Paulson A average everyday girl, but with a not so average secret admire. Who she thought was harmless. Wesley Tyshing A boy who has a strange fascination with the oh so 'amazing' Cassandra. After sending various anonymous love letters, Wesley can't stand her not being by his side. What levels will he go to, to get what he so dearly wants and needs?
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