Maria Clara Turns Supermodel
- Lecturas 44
- Votos 4
- Partes 7
I never dream to be in this lime light ,but for some reason this changes had brought me happiness and I became incredibly strong..
My name is mariane claradeth lodgens but in some purposes I had disguised in a fake Identity who's to be maria clara enrico..the student who is a no no according to the fape, "fashion people" or all populars in our school. I didnt even had a friends.
I was an achiever,quite vulnerable ones,wholesome in a kind,and yeah ! never did anywrong inside and out of the school.I'd rather be at home and study,read and sketch ...I also often visit charity foundations,orphanage
I always obey all the oldies and beloved and becared by them.
Untill that day that I thought I could be loved by a man that despite of those ceaseless problems/fiasco
I had finally met my vigor of happiness? but it seemed they are just crazy happy that someone would always go hurt and ruined, and I hate the fact that "someone" is no other than me.
But little did they know what's the real stands?? behind all those simplicity.
They will regret everything they have had done to me, I'll sure make them pay because "payback" is coming and karma is real bitch!
But what a big revelation ? Someone wants me dead...
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