Whole Of Me

Whole Of Me

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"Daeron?" she asked. I looked deep into the piercing blue eyes of the well-known bad girl of Reinhart High, Xyrene Demetria LeFranco. To me, she was a boulder. Bold and deep. Complicated yet simple. Destructive and powerful. Cold and beautiful. As my eyes explored deeper into her eyes, it showed me her vulnerability. She was fragile and broken for so long; somethings that nobody has ever noticed. She told me something a good boy would never hear from a bad girl. "I love you, because you're not just a piece of me. You're a whole of me." I guess it is up to me, Daeron Reginald Forossa to unfold the darkness that lies beneath her piercing blue eyes.
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