Stories were her only solace, a rebellion against a past she couldn't outrun. Each tale, penned anonymously, was a sigh escaping a troubled soul, a shy hand reaching out in the dark. Her words, like ink bleeding onto parchment, were her escape, a way to rewrite her narrative, one haunting sentence at a time.
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Story by TheMidnightInk
Diamonds and Deceptions
In a prestigious university built for privilege, a sweet girl from a good family falls for a brooding bad boy...