New World |Carl Grimes|
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  • Reads 793
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 11m
Complete, First published Mar 21, 2016
Mackenzie Davis has always had a tough life. That is until Carl Grimes came into her life. When he shows her something she's never had before, her whole world changes. 

Blurb:
'You can't see it. Can you?' He asked me.

'See what?' I said. Tears falling from face. 

'You can't see that I'm in love with you.' 

'You can't be. No one does.' 

'That's where you're wrong.' He whispered against my lips. Then he kissed me. It wasn't one of those cheesy kisses. It was passionate. But the best part of it all. 

I was in love with him too.
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