Poisoned Addiction
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"You destroy my heart but I can't leave you... You're my poisoned addiction"
Valencia White is known as an angel with ambition. She has built her walls up so high to prevent anything that could possibly deteriorate her already broken heart. After a sickening 12 months in year 11, your girl has officially survived just about every emotional trauma possible. From loosing her parents at the age of 17, participating in illegal fight clubs with her brother Dray to battling severe anxiety and dealing with bullying at her school. Valencia is the definition of a brick wall; she secludes herself from everyone but her older brother Dray and her best friend Loren.
She is positive that her last year of schooling will be her highlight as surely the universe wouldn't allow her to suffer anymore. Summer break blesses her with the century's best glow up inside out and she is more then ready to tackle year 12. She is determined that nothing will interfere with her new road to success.
Until she experiences a greater level of heartbreak... A poisoned addiction to a boy she knows she shouldn't fall for.
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