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Everything was crumbling since IT took them back. It was evident in the way Shedletsky's wings were folded too close, Chance's smile too plastered, Elliot's hands too shaky. Pr3tty isn't stupid, she could see the signs.
A harsh shove into the brutal trials of the round's again that made everyone shudder thinking of it. She knew that they would never get a break from this hell.
The peace was too fragile. She was far too greedy of it all.
It was all a lie. The darkest lie she's ever seen or had to endure.
A lie. A Crack In The Mask. A Mask that is far too delicate to be broken.
One that could make or break Pr3tty...
Forever.
Cover art by me!!!! Redid it 4 times but yeah!!-
The second volume in the series Doors Of The Damned. Gotta love the first volume, very fun to write Regretevator :]
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