A Harry styles fanfiction. "There are thousands of weird untold stories and this has been one of them." • "What do you want?" I say at the verge of crying. He brings the knife closer to me while his other hand gently soothens the skin on my face. "But you're just so pretty like her," He says his voice hitches, "I miss you so much Annabelle." My names not Annabelle. I kept on telling him but he just keeps calling me that. •Все права защищены
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