Her Scars
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*completed* Nevaeh was an eighteen-year-old college freshman. She kept to herself always pushing others away. She had no friends, and major trust issues. Rosen is an eighteen-year-old college freshman. For him, everything was perfect. He had money, girls and his perfect friend group, he was the perfect bad boy, what more could he need? But what happens when Rosen's grades dropped and the only one available to tutor him was Nevaeh? They thought they were complete opposites but maybe not. As a new friendship blooms, secrets are revealed, feelings are felt, blood, sweat, and tears are shed. This is the story of how a boy almost killed the girl he loved. IG: natalie.r.b
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Her entire life so far had been like one sunny afternoon, passing quickly and soon forgotten along with all the other days that had no stand-out excitement or tragedy. At thirteen she was ready to explore the entire world, learn fighting and this new world. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As he looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. Passion that made her beautiful. He saw her passion! A story about love and finding her identity! Who is she? Enjoy reading. :)

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