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Wildflower
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    Chapitres 11
  • WpHistory
    Durée 1h 30m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement févr. 02, 2022
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She liked flowers and dogs. One glance at her and you'd fall in love, with her good looks and her giddy personality. On the outside, she had a perfect life, but on the inside, she was Still heartbroken about her mother's death. The longer she played pretend the more she convinced herself she was "okay." The deeper she Buried the truth. The longer it hurt. She thought if she put her past behind her she'd be able to let go so she moved to California to live with her two best friends.
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