This is a love story, a pathetic love story. It isn't my first or my last, but it might just be my best one yet. It was the summer of 2015 when I met her. Her name is Rebecca Smith. And I fell for her, I fell for her hard.
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Freen didn't know if it was love or hate; she honestly didn't know.
This is a dark tale of love, tangled with pain, anger, violence, and heartbreak. In the end, will love emerge victorious, or will it be consumed by the chaos?