Not A Classic Love Story
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Última publicación lun, sep 21, 2020
A story about a young girl, Charlie Davis, and her 'love story' between her and an older girl named Chey Williams. Many would think they would end so happily...
but not all love stories are classic...
TW: Rape, Self Harm, alcohol abuse, Drug Abuse, Abusive relationships (phyical\mental\emotional)
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