Behave H.S.
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Last published Wed, Jan 26, 2022
Maddelyn never saw her potential. Her walls were high and no one could break them down. Harry makes her world come crashing down.
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Brown hair. Curly. Brown eyes. Tan skin. Button nose. Short. 5'4 to be exact. Maddelyn Veronesi. That's me, on the outside in the most simple of words, but I see myself as otherwise I have beautiful chocolate banana curls that cascade all the way down my lower back. My eyes are brown with specks of Golden, my skin a carmel color, sun kissed. My nose cute as a button adorned with freckles. I'm just the right height. I'm Maddelyn Veronesi. I would have never saw myself the way I do now, if it weren't for him.
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