One More Cry

One More Cry

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Does hurting have to be the only way to show love? After saving his classmate from a contemplated suicide, Jaycee had to know the reasons behind the attempt. He initially thought that his classmate, Lenn, would be grateful for rescuing him, but instead, hatred was given. The persistent Jaycee wouldn't take that attitude. The fire wanted to be extinguished by its own tears, but Jaycee was holding the gasoline. Despite the similar scenario of Jaycee's ex, Jaycee must know Lenn's reasons for his depression and anguish. Even if it would mean bullying him. If it wasn't for some guy, Magnus, Hailey would've drowned. But just because he saved her from potential shark food, it didn't mean she would fall for someone she'd just met. Hailey scoffed at every attempt Magnus tried to get close to her. It was annoying, almost like he was forcing himself to do this. Hell, if she cared. Hailey wanted to melt, but Magnus was a freezer. Hailey couldn't have another man in her life, so she must escape Magnus' lasso. Even if it would mean humiliating him. Because in the end, hurting and loving coincide. There's no denying if one or the other happens first. We must take it as it goes.
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