Blind love

Blind love

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Todos hemos sufridos de diversas dificultades en nuestra vida, sin embargo unos se sienten más miserables que otros, no saben como salir adelante y prefieren dejar todo y no luchar. Esta es la historia de Abigail West, una joven que desde pequeñas ha tenido que lidiar con la enfermedad, tristeza y abandono... ya solo esperando con ansias el día de su muerte. Hasta que el día que menos se lo espera llegara a su vida la única persona que pueda hacerla cambiar de opinión y mostrarle que la belleza de la vida no solo se observa con los ojos, si no con cada una de las emociones y sentidos que el cuerpo posee. Portada hecha por @graysonightwing
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Prologue - Zac Let me put this as simple as I can - there are some things in life that exists, not for pleasure or for gain, and I am one of them. But no matter how much I wished I wasn't created this way or how alone I must always choose to be, I would never have wished I had not met her. Even as I know I will pay the price dearly for knowing her, I would not exchange any moments I had with her, all her joy and all her sadness she let me feel with her. How precious is her life and how insignificant will be mine. And when it all ends, I will feel no regret. Now that that's out of the way, how could I even hoped that HEAVEN BEND...Redemption? Have I not lost my ticket on that by now? They watch my every move and predicted my inane behaviour - there is nothing worse than the compelling hands of the dying to throw one off track. A very good distraction, even I had to admit I was distracted from my situation. Problem is, I don't get to click Refresh! Damn .. And now she has seen what I have not dared to admit to myself - I care for the whispers of the dying, and for this she knows I am undecided.

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