Honestly, I should have known better. I should have known that things were too good to be true. I should have known that my life was about to go from bad to worse. And I should have known it would be all my brother's fault.
"After the first time we had spoken, I'd knew he would be the cause of my downfall, and I was okay with that."
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A story in which an aesthetic love is much more than it appears online.
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[quick side note, I wrote this when I was thirteen which was over 4 years ago so I sincerely apologize in advance.]