"alana, please" he looked down at his hands as he fiddled with his rings
"why do you want a girl with scars" i questioned, looking at his hazel colored eyes
"i want you; a girl who has a story and not just because she doesn't stick in with her family. i want to hear your story because i know even after you tell me what has happened with you, i'll still be crazy in love"
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