The Pink Rose Dress
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The Pink Rose Dress
When you see this girl at a spring party wearing a dress made out of pink roses, how could you not look at her face? Well for Austin, he looked at her face and do you know what he saw?
A girl with the prettiest face imaginable. As for the beautiful girl, she has things from her past that have come to haunt her, again.
Note: violence, with some stalking involved ;-)
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