We All Have Secrets
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Última publicación jue, may 28, 2020
Living in the shadows was kind of her thing, It wasn't ever Annabelle Greene's intentions to become anything more than what she already was. A nobody. A sex worker living in destitution. Somebody who didn't believe In anything beyond reality, until reality hit her square in the chest and knocked her on her ass. Literally.
But I don't think anybody expected reality to be so handsome or successfully opulent. Especially not to be the everyday superhero to swoop in and save the day.
Coincidentally saving was something that Annabelle needed more than anything. Saving from her past, her present, and her future. But there is always a dark side. Even if you evade looking directly at it, or if you are unsuspecting of it even being there.
Corruption exudes reality.
Secrets disclose themselves one by one. Piece by damaged piece. Truth comes to seek the limelight in all its bitter glory, but maybe that's not such a bad thing because...
"What's a secret if it's not eventually discovered?"
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