You're My Lover

You're My Lover

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Salem, Vivian, and Angel are best friends. Salem, started dating Vivian, then with a simple game of Truth or dare, ended up with Angel. They go through so much like: when Salem goes to an all girl catholic school, St. Augustine and faces sexual assault from Father Mathew, the priest. As well as Vivian becoming anorexic. And when Angel has anxiety attacks because of the trauma of his past. They will stick together though it all together, even if they have to play dirty, and use some magic. ~ SORRY IF THIS STORY SUCKS, I KNOW I'M NOT THE BEST AUTHOR. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING MOST OF THE TIME. ANYWAY, ENOUGH OF MY ANNOYING ASS RANTING, READ THE STORY, PLEASE.
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