Behind Grey Eyes
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Last published Sat, Nov 4, 2017
Pale brown freckles dusted her blushed cheeks as she stood in the snow with nothing but a sweater dress and boots. Her curly ash blonde hair that just passed her jaw was sprinkled with glittery snowflakes. She was beautiful. Was, being the key word.
Some parts of this story may be intense for some readers, I will leave a warning before every 'intense' chapter.
(8/29/17- )
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