Name Of My Adoration
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"I don't know what it is about you, I just really adore you" I choked on my tears facing the truth
He laughed though there was no humour in it only pain, "I told you not to fall for me, because now look" he threw a hand in my tear stricken direction "My name may be Angel but I'm far from it"
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Kayla Jones was average. To the clothes she wore down to her life so far. She craved more, however did that come with consequences?
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