Mi Amór
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Blake Winter a girl with one screwed up past and purple eyes because of it. Yah I know sound crazy but it's true. She has always been alone until these three boys came and changed her life. Read to find out why she has purple eyes and if those three boys changed her life for the worst or better. - - - - Also please don't copy my story and if my story sounds like any other let me know please because I don't want anyone thinking I'm copying someone but thanks guys! And read to find out what happens
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