Is this the beginning? Peter hale fanfic.

Is this the beginning? Peter hale fanfic.

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My name is Elliizzebeth-Grace Pertania Smoak. Long name I know. I'm 17 and have lived in Atlantic city for most of my life. But since my mothers murder and my fathers new marriage with the 'love' of his life, I have only began to scrape the surface of what life means. My father, Paul and his wife Terri have made the decision of moving to a god awful place called Beacon Hills. Why you ask? Because they think I need to leave the past in the past. Including my mothers murder, her house, my friends and the only place I liked. They like to pamper me and give me what ever I want, thinking I'll be happy with them but they know that, that day isn't coming soon
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