Stopping to Smell the Lilies

Stopping to Smell the Lilies

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***Trigger Warning*** (Several mentions of self-harm, depression, suicide, abuse and drugs) Fallon and Lily. Despite that they've gone to the same and small school forever, they barely know each other. Just one grade above Fallon, Lily worries deeply about her. Barely even knows her name, but she can sense the depression in Fallon's eyes and she tries time and time again to help her. Meanwhile, Lily's 17 year old brother is dealing with many troubles himself-I guess that's what happens when nearly everyone you know thinks you're dead. ~includes: lesbians, transgenders, biromantics, asexuals, drug dealers that are respectful of everyone's preferred pronouns, no sexual content (sorry)~
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"I finally passed by the last alley before the one my apartment was situated on, when suddently my heart stopped. My body freezed and my ears were ringing from the loud sound of the end. The smell of death, fear and blood. It all happened so soon, too soon. She was just standing there watching as the life was flowing out of the guy's body that was now laying on the cold concrete, lifeless. Her tall figure... so powerful, confident. I watched everything wide eyed and then, the world had stopped. Her head suddently turned towards me and, oh my God. I could feel those sharp, green eyes burning a hole right through my skull in the darkness. I held my breath and quickly hid behind the wall but it was too late. I was foolish. I should've ran away." ... Grace Miller, a clumsy second-year psychology student, never expected to witness a murder-or to cross paths with Amy Carnell, a cold, powerful woman who never lets anyone in. They couldn't be more different. But fate has a twisted way of pulling opposites together. What happens when light collides with shadow? Read to find out :)

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