The War In My Brain
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Cary. Almost blonde, blue eyed and hanging on by a thread for the longest time. Telling her story to the world - or her world.
Malachi. Tall, relaxed and calm. The air Cary breathes.
A/N: This story has been in my brain for the longest time. I hope it makes sense on paper and please leave a comment if you're enjoying it. :)
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