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Continúa, Has publicado jul 11, 2014
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After a terrible incident, Isabella is left trapped in the misery of her life and lost in the sorrow of her soul. Her way old ways of thinking are brought back to life when she meets a familiar curly hair boy with way too many tattoos who reminds her of her terrible past. She finds each curve, each line, each shade of black and grey ink on him curiously beautiful. Will she let him stick around? Or will all the broken promises and unrevealed secrets be too much to handle?
A story of a woman who can't let go of her past and a tattooed man who can't let go of her.
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