Love, Alice

Love, Alice

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Adelei Jannalice Geraldez left her hopeful wishes in the vault of her once-blooming childhood. When the reality of her ideal happiness shattered before her eyes, her world turned upside down. After her father was scammed, they decided to move back to the province so she could continue high school. The warm breeze of the town's slow-paced life was the harsh truth of her reality. All that remained were empty chairs and silent meals. She believed her dull world would never see colors again until he appeared. In his uniform stood the outgoing and charming Ren Javier, loved by everyone for his talent, looks, and character. If he was gold, then she was definitely up for the rush. Her silent admiration for him lingered in the shadows, expressed through stolen glances, chocolates, and letters. If he's got thousands of girls who admire him, does that make her chance slim? But if she write him letters and slip it under his desk, will her love reach him? ____________________ Written in Taglish♡
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"I'll leave you alone." His words filled the tormenting silence, "After tonight you won't have to see me again, only in class and that's it." My heart ached at his words, why? This should be a good thing, I wouldn't have to deal with Alejandro Rodriguez ever again. So why... Why does the thought of him not being around hurt. I stopped playing with my food and slowly lifted my head to look at him. He stared straight into my watery eyes. His face filled with regret and concern. He stood up from his seat and walked over to me, squatting down to my level. "Hey, hey." He softly whispered his hands holding both of my mines, softly caressing them with his thumb. "Please don't cry, por favor." He reached a hand to my face and gently wiped the tears. "I-I don't want you to leave me alone." My voice breaking and my vision filling with tears. Layla Cruise, is the most popular girl in high school with a perfect life, people call her the Golden girl. Perfect curly hair, perfect boyfriend. However, thats what they see when she's at school. Remove the glam and glitter, wipe off the makeup and you'll find a trickle of bruises her boyfriend leaves her. TW: this story contains strong themes (SA, Language, and sexual content)

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