Just Trust Me

Just Trust Me

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Beautiful is a 17 caramel skin who constantly gets bullied at school and at home by her 19 year old jealous sister and always told that no one will ever love her and will never find a man . She stands 5'2 and has long black curly hair that stops at the middle of her back . She was raped by her own father and her mother hates her because she says her father left because of her . Will Beautiful ever find someone who will love her for who she really is ? Tim is a 18 year old , who dont have a heart for no one but his single mom , and he has his life already planned . He stands 6'3 , he's a chocolate handsome young man and has his eyes on books nothing more until he sees a girl crying in a corner of the school looking hopeless so he decides to see whats going on .. .. is it Beautiful ?
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