Sad to Love
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  • Parts 8
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Ongoing, First published Dec 13, 2018
I didn't want to believe what they said. They didn't know anything. They didn't know me, where I came from, what I've been through. They just looked at me and made their mind up right then and there. 

They made me cry. Weak, I know, but they did. I didn't tell anyone. No one would understand me. I was always alone.

They're just words, but it hurts. They hurt so much and I know they can't possibly be the truth. 

But it is. 

It's all true. 

I wouldn't see it if it wasn't.

**

I wanted to give up.

More than anything in this whole entire world.

No one understood me. 

No one cared.

No one ever listened

But then met him and suddenly someone did.

My name is Nova Snow. 

This is the story about how Bennet Jamison saved my life.
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