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Unreal.
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Yasmeen_Tamara03
Ongoing, First published Aug 07, 2022
Mature
artartistdeaddeathenchantedfantasyhauntedlovematementalmentalhealthmurdermysteryparanormalromancesecretsstoryyoungadult
Unreal
This is not my story, mine can never be told. This is the story of the artist who dooms himself by falling in love with an unlovable spectrum. His fate may follow the same demise of his love. So i will tell his story to the very end and his name is Garth. A blooming garden but I see him as an enchanted one, it feels unfit to label him ordinary. He is the garden below Eden.
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On the outside, I'm just an ordinary eighteen-year-old girl. But, I have an extraordinary gift. A gift that I have always felt like I needed to keep secret. On top of that, I have two men in my life. One doesn't even notice I'm there half the time, and the other goes out of his way to make himself a part of it. Both are mysterious. Both hold secrets. Life feels as though it has never been so hard. Or, so I thought. It soon becomes clear that as far as my hard life is concerned, I've barely scratched the surface.

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