but she fell
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everyone assumed that darcy lloyd was untouchable. she was happy - at least, that was what everyone thought.
what everyone said.
what she said.
but the world soon discovered that darcy lloyd was not untouchable; that popularity was not enough to save her soul; that it could have been anyone.
darcy lloyd ended up buried six feet under.
and this is the story of how.
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