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Attractions || Michael Clifford

Attractions || Michael Clifford

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A volte ti rendi conto che l'amore è una bolla, una bolla grande in cui siete tu e lui, le vostre risate, le litigate di ogni secondo. E poi d'improvviso ti ritrovi sola la bolla scoppiata, in un battito di ciglia tutto è scomparso, vedi rosso. Rosso perché rosso è l'allarme, non credi più alle persone, perché tutti dicono io ci sarò sempre, poi da un giorno all'altro non le vedi più. Ma allora perché con lui non è così? Con lui vedi nero... buio, forse perché il buio significa incoscenza, il buio è paura, il buio è pericolo, il buio è lui. Io sono il rosso. Molti mi dicono che ciò mi porterà guai, ma se ciò significa restare con lui lo farei tutte le volte. #Sospesa
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Life is a choice. Two friends inseparable; but in life who you fall inlove with can become your biggest MISTAKE. This story takes a turn on how love and revenge get mixed up. Come and meet a young girl who fell inlove with her enemy in persuit of her brother's murderer. But little does she know that the family she has is just a facade. Will she fall or rise above it all? _Something about him seemed off. I was about to say something when he began to talk. "Tell me, what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" "Excuse me!? You called me for this?" I gestured to the both of us. "I don't have time for this. My family is-" "Waiting for you?" The man cackled. "They are fooling you." My eyes widened at that statement. My heart beat sped up. I wanted to talk but couldn't find the words. "Sweetie, the people you are gladly calling parents AREN'T your parents. Your so called mom isn't a day over twenty. Your dad-he's nothing but a phony." By now I was crying Justin a River._ Read more to find out(I wrote this story as a sequel to the first book I wrote...unfortunately I lost it. It was called *A passion for revenge* ) Don't hesitate to vote, comment and share. I'd love to know what you guys are thinking❤it is also UNEDITED.

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