Not Knowing..

Not Knowing..

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Romance
Owna Del'mar. Orphaned when she was a small child, and neglected by her care taker. At school she's bullied and beaten. But all this changes when she meets the Janitor. Yes, the janitor. Dawn B. Dark. She finds feelings for this man, and he decides to claim her as his own.. Just not the way she hopes. Not knowing his secret, will she be able to keep loving him for who he is? Or will she run and hide? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey everyone, author here. I know, I know. Janitor? Seriously? Well, we already have teachers, bad boys, bullies and friends taken... So I went with the Janitor haha. Please let me know how I'm doing, and I'm sorry for my bad grammar.
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