Never got over you

Never got over you

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From I would kill you to I would die for you Sophia lives with her mother, who she hates, in Germany. But what if her cruel mother sends her away to America and she meets a handsome boy who will turn her life upside down. **** I looked at him, a tear rolled down my face. His eyes were red from his tears that flowed down his face without a stop. He looked at me desperate. "I never got over you", he wishpered. **** πŸŽ€
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