Dearest John... (John Laurens x reader) HIATUS! CRINGE WARNING! I WAS TOO YOUNG!

Dearest John... (John Laurens x reader) HIATUS! CRINGE WARNING! I WAS TOO YOUNG!

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Your father died in a war and your mother was very sick and died when you where 12 so you were an orphan. Your childhood was hard but you got out of the orphanage when you were 18 and worked at a bakery and you became friends with the Schuyler sisters. And you had to bring cakes to the winters ball, thats when you met John!!! This is my first x reader so if you no like don't read it!!! Just kidding please read it!!! Enjoy!!!!!!!!!!! (P.S: I don't own the pictures!!)
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