Dancing with the devil

Dancing with the devil

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A life with judgment I'll never fit in no matter royality no matter riches no matter race I'll never fit in because of my ugly face this face wont get me any love of some kind ................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ this story takes place way back where kings in queens were a thing the place is set in mexico with the king jorge with his daughter princesses Angelica till her quinceañera she will mary the prince of Japan
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"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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