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The worst part of love

The worst part of love

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Romance
What would you do if you couldn't be with the one you love? What would happen if love was never possible for two because of a turf war going on between their families, destroying what was left of their relationship. Love is about making the other one happy when no one else can, or being thru thick and thin together. Lets not forget about the fights that happen during these relationships. Now that you know the back story to my problems I think its time to introduce myself. My name is Evangeline (Evie or Eva for short). I'm 5'6 & 1/2, hazel eyes, brunette hair with natural blonde highlights, and I am 18 years old . I have one brother that is older than me, one younger sister, and two loving parents. Every ones dream is to fall in love and live happily ever after, but nope not for me I just wish I could live without having to look behind my back every five minutes. (Lots of Cursing, no seriously I curse a lot)
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I didn't know if I would ever get a mate. I didn't know if I was one of the blessed or not. I didn't know if my mate would accept me, accept me for the troubles that I faced at night or the family that I came from. I didn't know if who I was would scare her away before she got to see the real me, the me that was hidden underneath all the pain that I carried, all the guilt that I hid from those around me, not wanting to be a problem while they lived their own lives. I didn't know if a family was for me and wondered if all the pain and strife I felt was it for me. But, then she came into my life, stubborn and full of fire. She was the one that was made for me, the one that should compliment me in every way, shape, and form. She was Seraphina. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks.

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