We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we’re not alone. "You're not alone." He murmurs to me. I look at him. I look straight into his eyes for as long as possible before speaking. "I know," I say, not breaking eye contact. "But I am lonely." He watches me, eyes bright. Then the corner of his lips curl up slightly in a playful smirk. "I'm Luke. Luke Brooks. And you are an interesting girl." "Angelina."All Rights Reserved
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