The Protagonist -  "She thought it was her story. He knew it was hers all along"

The Protagonist - "She thought it was her story. He knew it was hers all along"

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There are three types of girls in Westborough High. The ones who orbit. The ones who burn. And the ones who smile while watching you fall. Ivy Caldwell? She was the first kind. New girl, all soft-spoken blush and bitten nails. The type who thought monsters wore varsity jackets and anger issues. Rowan Blackwood? He was the flame. The captain. The king. Built to break hearts and rules. Everyone thought they'd end in fire. They didn't. Because while the whole school watched Ivy and Rowan fall in love... Someone else watched her. And while Solaine wore her gold like war paint-mean girl, queen bee, Rowan's trophy- She was being hunted too. Not all wolves snarl. Some wait. Watch. Smile in the yearbook photo. Evan Lake did. And when the lights went out, he didn't chase the quiet girl. He took the one they all hated. The pretty poison. The girl no one saw bleeding. The villainess. A/N - Let's break the cliche cheerleader Wattpad stereotype shall we ? You never know who you grow attached to the end
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𝖡𝖤𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖸𝖠𝖫 𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 #1 She pressed the knife deeper to my throat. I could feel the sting and blood beginning to trickle down my neck. "I gave you a chance to leave and never come back, why didn't you take it?" I looked into those deep grey eyes that I fell for. "Because I wouldn't have my wife sitting right next to me on that train ride." I answered truthfully. ☔︎☔︎☔︎ He has never met someone as mean as her. The glare on her face almost seemed permanent. The only words that fall out of her mouth are ones that will leave you tarnished and torn, making you second guess where you went wrong. Even worse, she never spoke, more like she grunted responses. When he first laid eyes on her, he fell in love with her tattoos, her attitude, her charm. He didn't understand why he kept coming back? He was intrigued with her. No matter what she said or did to him, he kept coming back. He was impatient but would wait for her. . . . She never understood how someone could keep a smile on their face everyday. The way he always kept a positive look on life. He never frowned. He was the flavour bubblegum that everyone wanted. The go-to ice cream flavour that you always get on a sunny day. That one summer vacation that you'll never forget. She hated his smile, his laugh, his eyes. She hated that she wanted to see that smile everyday. She hated that she couldn't stay away from him. She would happily set the world on fire but never let a flame touch him. ☔︎☔︎☔︎ All Rights Reserved 2022Ⓒsyriacax

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