The Stars That We Call Scars
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Beneath the city lights, Juliet finds comfort in the background noise of sirens, the burning feeling of smoke in her throat and the scars that roams over her skin like a galaxy. Her world is loud- her father's parties, her own mind and the memory of things she's trying to forget.
Then one night, a stranger stumbled in her bedroom, and for the first time, sees the stars under her scars..
And their odd connection grows as the summer heats deepens, between cigarettes, laughters and silence, a fragile escape for two lost souls seeking for something true.
But when pain feels easier than love, and stars speak louder than words, could they save each others.. or will they only just burn harder before their light starts fading out ?
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