When Dignity meets Pleasure (Laura Mirabelle's Story)

When Dignity meets Pleasure (Laura Mirabelle's Story)

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(R18) Matured content. Do not read if you are not open-minded and emotionally stable. This story contains dark story like depression, r*pe, and addiction. This was inspired from a real story, and the purpose of this story is to raise awareness. Read at your own risk! Do not read if you are easily triggered. This is the story of a senior high school girl in a semi-boys town school. "An independent woman is a strong woman. As long as your intention is pure, hold your head up high as you walk in the aisle with dignity." Ngunit paano kung ang tanging pinanghahawakang paniniwala ng dalaga ang syang bitag sa sariling karimlan? This is no love story. This is Laura Mirabelle's story, when dignity meets pleasure. (A/N: "This was inspired by actual events, but changed for dramatic purposes. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental")
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(Exactly what it sounds like. It's really not a love story. ) "Do you like me?" You're straight forward I forget that sometimes. I open the drink and look at it as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. I sigh, it's a habit now, and take a gulp. "So?" You ask again. I put the drink on a table next to your bed and sit properly. "I don't know." I say honestly. You didn't seem fazed but you did seem a bit confused. "What do you mean you don't know?" I shrug and decide that the floor is the next best thing to look at. "I like you." I laugh at this and see you don't. "Don't say that. You don't like me. You don't." I say as my smile fell and I looked to your eyes, mine were filled with sadness. But enjoy the book :)

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