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Afraid to Love
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Ongoing, First published Oct 17, 2017
"I-I don't think I can do this," 

"But why?" He spoke, his voice deflating. 

"Because I'm afraid."

And then I ran. 

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Ariella Rose Wittmore; Afraid. 
Ever since her mother and boyfriend died in a fatal car accident, Ari has been afraid. To love, to open up, or to get close to anyone in general. Although she can come off as shy and timid, she knows when to put her foot down and hold her ground. As she packs up the rest of her things to move to Washington State with her father, she begins school a month late. And then she comes across him. 

Axel William Grey; All-around asshole. 
Ever since he was able to break away from his abusive uncle and an alcoholic aunt, Axel has lived on his own. No money, and because of his criminal record, he doesn't have a job. A heartbreaker and dream crusher, Axel is an all around player. But, he doesn't see much purpose in his life other than breaking hearts. When Axel believes there's no more hope in life, he comes across her.
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In a quiet, misty district of Himachal Pradesh, in a small orphanage called Sparsh Ashram, lived a fragile, gentle girl named Ishara. Her eyes held a quiet innocence, untouched by the harshness of the world, yet shadowed with a deep, unspoken sorrow. When she was only four, her stepfather-the one who had once called her his life-had left her. He discovered she was the product of her mother's betrayal, and in his heartbreak, he turned away. Since then, Ishara had grown up in the soft, lonely halls of the orphanage, her heart tender, her spirit delicate, carrying a pain that even time could not erase. At fifteen, she was still small, almost like a fragile bird in a vast, unkind sky-beautiful, innocent, and quietly brave. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨