Chrysanthemum's Walls | I.P.

Chrysanthemum's Walls | I.P.

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She is not ordinary, she wasn't born, she was made. A lonely girl that is cursed so that anyone who falls in love with her will die. So she isolated herself. She built walls to protect herself and to protect others from herself. But then a man appears in the night and takes her from her sanctuary. He speaks only of a 'them' the people who forced him to retrieve her. But there's something he's not telling her, something that could change everything. Then there is his eyes, every time she sees his eyes, something claws at the back of her head, claws at her memories, searching for those same eyes. Slowly she falls for him. But how do you let yourself love somebody when you know it will be the death of them? - each chapter starts with a snippet of lyrics from Sweater Weather by The Neighborhood Copyright 2021, All Rights Reserved (I don't own the cover all I did was put the words on it. Credit to whoever's picture that is.) Best: #11 in ChloeMoretz
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