My name is Isabelle. I'm the type of person to suffer silently and try to endure as much as possible. My plan to survive the constant abuse given to me by my peers and mother is working until a certain boy gets in the way. His name is Seth and for whatever idiotic reason he feels he can "help me." It's almost laughable, but what if he's right and I do need help? Maybe I can learn to trust him. It does help that he's cute. My name is Seth and I've met someone that might have it worse than me. Her name is Isabelle and I'm determined to make her happy. But what if she ends up helping me as well?
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