The Masks of Mia
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  • Reads 625
  • Votes 53
  • Parts 15
  • Time 3h 46m
Ongoing, First published Jan 30, 2017
"You put up these masks, this facade. You don't want people seeing your emotions and you don't let people in anywhere except your pants," he accuses, frowning deeply and seeming conflicted.

I felt a scowl come onto my face unintentionally. "Go f*ck yourse-"

I would've been able to finish that sentence, if he hadn't grabbed the sides of my face and kissed me hard on the mouth.

- - -

Mia Woods hides parts of herself from the people around her. She puts up masks over her true emotions and is defensive to stop people from learning more about her and any weaknesses she might have. The only time she lets loose and expresses herself is when she abuses alcohol and drugs, but what about when she keeps putting herself into dangerous situations?

What happens when she wakes up in a stranger's bed? What happens when she meets someone who can see through everything that she is and is determined to learn everything she's hiding?
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