Ice Cold | ✓

Ice Cold | ✓

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"You're a bitch", He said to my retreating figure. "I know", I said with a smirk as I walked away from everything that I loved. . . . Bea didn't care about anything. She was heartless, cold, and no one had ever seen her cry before. She didn't do love. Sarcasm and a bitchy attitude were her best friends. She thought she had left her dangerous past behind that day, but the secrets she holds can't stay hidden forever. Especially when karma is literally her middle name. How long can a girl who has seen too much take it all before she breaks, if there is a single bit of human left in her. |completed| a story about revenge, a broken past, and all things in between | © 2018 insanely_beautiful
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