Hard To Love
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She was quiet. Broken.
He was loud. Dangerous.
Neither one expected love to pull the trigger.
Lyric's just tryna survive the abuse at home and the bullying at school. Kash? He's fresh out the streets, not lookin' for nothin' soft - until he sees her.
One party. One look.
Now they're caught in a love that could heal them... or get them both killed.
Hood love ain't sweet - but it's real.
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