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her metal head

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parents away on a business trip she has to stay by her mom's best friends.She meets a rude weird boy As she unlocked his secrets and saw past his mask . would she fall for him? would she except his past? with his past and secrets he builds an high wall with thick Layers to block people out.just to learn slowly that the wall was just an optical illusion made by his heart. when reality crashes down on him he realized he could not make it without her.
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