His Princess

His Princess

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Kyra lost her outgoing spirit a while ago. Communication with her friends suddenly weren't as strong, she never goes out much and a part of her just floated away. The worst thing was that she didn't even know or notice it. She was living life and having fun, but then her dad collapsed and she found out he was diagnosed was a terminal illness. From that moment on, a part of her was lost, she tried to go on with life, but most of her hours were dedicated to being by her dad's side. But he didn't want that life for her, nobody did, they wanted her to live. And hope for that came in the form of a white scarf. She had given her white scarf to a stranger on a cold night and he intended to repay her for that.
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They were trouble. You could just tell by looking at them. They didn't talk to anybody, besides others in the group and people in our school spread stories about them all the time. They were intriguing and we all wanted to be apart of them. But of course, they weren't exactly open to letting others in. Overtime peoples wanting to be apart of them lessened or went away all together. But mine never did and I knew exactly why. It was her. The way she held herself and the mystery of what not only they held but what she held to. I figured it would just be an infatuation from afar. But oh how I was wrong.

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