A Different Kind Of Love...
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A bet ..thats how it started. Brooke Morgan was different, no she didnt have powers that made her shoot lightening or run faster than bolt instead she was your typical teenager who had a different kind of past, a different kind of present and who knows? maybe a different kind of future. She lived in a world where it wasn`t ok to be yourself in a world full of anger,betrayal and deceit with her innoncence as an disadvantage. What made her life a ball of lies well you need to ask Tristan, the boy who started it all?
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