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Color Blind

Color Blind

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Sep 23, 2016
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Romance
"man fuck what everyone else feels, Destiny I love you!!" " No the fuck you don't!!! You're only worried about what people think of you!." With out even realizing it tears formed in my eyes. " You and I both know that this isn't going to work." before he could say any thing I left. Life is full of judgemental people, especially with race. It's up to you to let society decide who you be with. Kane is a successful handsome bachelor who surrounds himself with racist judgemental people that basically decides everything for him...that is until he meets Destiny,an out spoken woman that seems fearless but in reality is honestly frighten on what life can offer her. Crossing each other paths would be the best thing that ever happens to them....or it could be the worst. warning: sexual content ,swearing, and racism is in this book. please do not read if you get offended quickly and easily.
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