Elise could sit for hours and do nothing but conjure up a storm of thoughts that in the end tore her down. Her simplicity brought a beautiful chaos. She was broken, but had somehow pulled herself together even though her heart was nothing but a pile of glowing cinders of a past love that burned epically. Harry Styles bumped into her on accident, but instantly drawn to her. It was something about he silver eyes, and the cracks of her attempting to piece herself back together.
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