Blaze.
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Someone once said that you don't know what you're missing until you find it and once you do, everything remains the same, only better. Layla had the perfect life. She had a loving family, great grades and was relatively happy. Blaze was the complete opposite. He was a delinquent, unlikely to ever graduate high school and the furthest thing from being happy. He believed that he was tainted. Layla always felt like something was missing. Like a part of her simply felt empty all of the time and she had no idea how to fill that void. Blaze couldn't remember a time when he didn't feel empty, a time when he didn't have to wear a permanent scowl or have a cigarette to keep him sane throughout the day. Layla went through life with a smile and a positive attitude. Blaze went through life with a scowl and a cloud of smoke covering him. Until they met, they had no idea what was missing. Then it became clear. What they had been missing was each other.
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