Before You Say Goodbye

Before You Say Goodbye

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Dear Diary, I was sixteen years old when life as I knew it, turned a one-eighty. I was sixteen years old when I met him. With his curly brown hair, his harsh, cold eyes, people thought he was bad news, but I knew he wasn't that - at least he wasn't just that. He was indescribable. All the words in all the languages of the world couldn't possibly describe all that he was. So I chose that one word that made sense to me when someone asked me to describe him - indescribable. Wherever he went, he brought with him an air of trouble and something so mysterious that I couldn't help be curious. He taught me to love, to live and to laugh. He taught me who my friends were, and most importantly who weren't. He made me see the world through a new pair of eyes - his. His broken heart was mine to love. And I loved it with all of mine. Until I couldn't love him at all. One mistake, one secret, one lie cost us everything. And the most painful part of it all was, he didn't seem to regret it at all. I'm Adeline Kingsley and this is my story.
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I loved a boy. A boy with the prettiest smile and the messiest hair. A boy who made my heart race. A boy who never looked at me. Until one day... he did. And just like that, everything changed. It started with an art class. A random draw. His name in my hands. What was supposed to be a silly group project turned into late-night chats, endless laughter, and the kind of closeness I never thought I'd have with him. But life isn't always soft. It gets loud. Complicated. And somewhere along the way, we broke. Maybe we were too young. Maybe we weren't ready. Maybe... we were just never meant to last. This is the story of how I fell for him. How I lost him. And how maybe-just maybe-some people find their way back.

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