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Love, me.

Piratesdaughter

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Bab 13
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Membaca 278
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Bab 13
Durasi 15m

Piratesdaughter

finding love poetry verse yourself

Ollie is struggling-just not in ways most people can see. On the outside, she's loud, quick-witted, and always the first to fill the silence with a joke. But underneath the surface, she's unraveling. Her anxiety is a constant hum in the background, and she pushes people away before they get too close, convinced it's only a matter of time before they see how messy she really is.

Outwardly extroverted but inwardly overwhelmed, Ollie is stuck between who she pretends to be and who she actually is. She wants connection-desperately-but doesn't know how to ask for help without feeling like a burden. Every conversation feels like a performance. Every quiet moment feels like a failure.

This is a story about the masks we wear, the walls we build, and the courage it takes to let someone see behind them.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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