When You Lose Everything
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"Why can't you trust me?" He asked.
"Because everyone I trust ends up breaking my heart." I answered glaring at him.
"I'm not like everyone else. I actually care about you. I wouldn't want to hurt you. If I do hurt you, which I won't, I would do everything to get you back. I would die before I let you go. You don't get how much you mean to me."
"You better mean every single word that comes out that sexy mouth of yours." I smirked and he matched my smirk.
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Rose leaves home after a tragedy. She has to go to a whole different school with different people. She wants no drama whatsoever so she tries not to get involved with people who she thinks will cause it.
She goes through a lot to get through her life. Its like trouble stalks her.
But you'll find out what happens if you just READ. It'll be good, trust me.
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