A Rose for Heaven
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If there is one flower that could symbolize Heaven Baylon, it is a rose. Exquisite and thorned. Both are perfectly imperfect.
She has heterochromia, a disorder in which blesses her with a unique beauty that leads her into a hellish world. She was bullied severely including her late albino sister, Aster. She lives her life welcoming every sunrise as a tragedy. She wanted to quit so badly but her sister made her promise to live life and avenge her.
In her process of healing she met Dome. He welcomes different foreign emotions to Heaven's heart.
However, like a rose, she is bound to hurt people who attempt to hold her.
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Mental Health Series
Date Started: 11/22/22
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