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Immortal Love

Immortal Love

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My name is Nikaela Charlie Modelo y Therese. Call me Nika. I transferred in this mortal realm. Not with my parents but with my friends. I don't have anyone to be true to. Not even my boyfriend, Nick. It was always like that. Me and him. Him and me. Forever. Wait, no. There's someone else too. But he's too good to be real yet he's still mine. Introducing KillJoy City. Where everything you want is what you get in a simple trade, it's where I lived, my first home, my life.
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