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COMPOUND HEARTS BY TRISTAN SNOW
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Complete, First published Jul 22, 2019
Mature
I was 10 when I fled the tower owned by Wentworth Maxwell, free to join the land of the normal, and had absolutely no idea how to do that, id been kept in a cage in tower my whole life, and now I was supposed to get back to normal, but my normal was locked in that tower, Ethan, my lovely Ethan he was my normal, once I found a way to get Ethan from the tower too I thought we were free, and saying good bye to Ethan on that cold and rainy November day was the hardest day of them all, and that's saying something considering the things the child abuser  put us threw. On the day  when he ran away in the opposite direction down that dark road ,   I vowed that one day id find my Ethan again and go back and make that bastard pay.
 My name is Annabelle and it may have taken 20 years but this is my story of how I did just that....
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