
"If I'm ever lost I would look up and see stars and they would always find a way to bring me back home" She found herself running towards the stream that ran past the green meadows she lived in. The water, so blue, cold and comforting was an escape that defied expectations for the poor girl. She would soak up her feet, the wet gravel between her toes, the occasional warm breeze slowly running past her olive skin and nothing seemed to deafen her loud, condescending mind like the sound of the nearby mills and the satisfying chirps from the sparrows. She knew she could always come back to this but there would be something holding her back. A boy specifically. No, she did not love him. It was something far beyond love. something undefined. There would be a bright flame in his eyes each time he saw her. It wasn't a flame that defined infatuation. but ruthless hate. She knew him as the one who ruined her. He knew her as the one who destroyed him.Todos os Direitos Reservados
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