All We Need is Love
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Last published Fri, Oct 28, 2022
Amelie an french girl who just moved to Italy. She was an sweet and innocent girl who loves to paint , however that was before she meant him.
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I was running, trying to find a hiding spot my vision is bury, i felt dizzy, I stumble into a room or class whatever it is, I Slide down the wall trying to catch my breath from running. I heard someone cleared their throat, that was the moment I realized I was wasn't alone. I slowly look up my grey eyes make contact with green eye "Oh fuck", I whispered, "Hello tesoro ", the man said with a husky voice, looking down at me with a smirk....
What will happen to Amelie?
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