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« Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones I did not. » - Francis Abernathy, The Secret History by Donna Tartt. One-shot book for Francis Abernathy and Richard Papen. !! I do not own any of the characters !! Extra notes that I wanted to add: You thought this was going to be a book where Richard is the oh-so-perfect boyfriend and doesn't use the inner monologue that much? Well, if that's so, you're WRONG. His inner monologue is very annoying, just like in the actual book, because we need an #edgy Richard. He also romanticises everything (just like he does in the book) because I do that too and I want to use it as an opportunity to romanticise everything! Did you also think I was going to make Francis full of confidence, with stong will, self respect and no trauma dumps? You're WRONG AGAIN. He is an INFP, I wrote him as an INFP (derogatory). He is going to cry at least once in this book because I love the hurt/comfort/hurt/comfort trope!!
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They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

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