"Questa volta sarà per sempre"

"Questa volta sarà per sempre"

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Alessia è una ragazza di 17 anni e vive una vita abbastanza normale con la sua famiglia. Alessia all'età di 15 anni ha avuto uno strano incidente che le ha fatto perdere la memoria, ma in questi anni gli ha recuperati quasi tutti, tranne quello dell'amore della sua vita che fu costretto ad andarsene per il bene di lei. Tutto questo però lei non lo sa, ma i ricordi seppur sfumati ritornano e anche lui ritornerà e i due si rincontreranno, solo che ci saranno problemi da affrontare prima di tornare alla solita quiete che regna nel piccolo mondo immaginario di Alessia. Cosa succederà ? Perdonerà ?
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Aileeta Cortez, an 18 year old Italian. she looks like any normal teenage girl but she holds a bad reputation. she's sent to England to carryout an almost impossible mission. Alex Colebert, a 19 year old European boy who crosses paths with Aileeta in Oakham college, England. ************ "Don't be fooled by my beauty and age cold butt or whatever you call yourself" I grin wickedly at him, loving how the fear burns all over his face, I love fear, it boosts my ego. I take slow strides closer to him, he struggles to break loose from the chair he's tied to but it's just a waste of time. I'm now very close to him, my knees brushing his shaky ones. I place one leg on the side of the chair he's seated on and pull out a pistol from my waistband. I look into his hazelnut eyes for his reaction. scared, confused, just the reaction I was dying for. "Holy shit that's a gun" he exclaims "I told you earlier not to be fooled. I'm evil, wicked, I'm the devil, I rob banks, innocent people, I derive joy from people's pain and fear, I get wealth by doing dare devil jobs-" I cut myself in, not wanting to leak too much info. I've said just about enough already. "I still love you " he spat, glaring intently at me. mine widens in shock I quickly mask it over with an emotionless and bored expression. I close up our space once more. "Even if I am ready to blow out your brain? don't you think it's a little too soon for you to use the word "love" ?it's pretty strong!! " I press the gun on his temple, my finger lingering on the trigger. *********

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