"He looks at her with a strange expression. Careful and guarded, a mask of something she knows all too well. She sees it every time she looks in her mirror. A mask of human flesh that reminds you to play human. To play alive."
—r.m | excerpt #59
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? DISCONTINUED ? Between the Perennial Blooms || Paul Lahote
FanfictionATTENTION: This story has been discontinued! The new version can be found on my profile under the same title with a different cover. ? ? ? Girls like her weren't supposed to fall for boys like him. She was too soft -too sweet- and he was too angry...
