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Ashes and Echoes

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Isabel was everything a person could dream of-at least, that's what she made everyone believe. With her fair skin that glowed like porcelain, her striking brown eyes that always sparkled with secrets, and lips shaped perfectly like a heart, she looked like she had walked out of a glossy magazine. Her curly hair framed her small face so effortlessly that it felt like she belonged to a world of luxury. To everyone who crossed her path, she was the definition of wealth and grace. A lady of high status, born into the finer things in life. But no one knew the truth-not even her closest friends.

She was far from rich. In fact, she sold cigarettes on street corners, in clubs, anywhere she could make a buck. But the lie? It was easy to maintain. She wore the clothes, spoke the words, and acted like she was part of that world. Isabel had mastered the art of pretending. What could she say? She had to, if only to escape the reality of her humble beginnings. After all, who would want to be friends with a poor girl when you could have someone who looked like her, someone who looked like they had everything?All Rights Reserved

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