After I knew America would be so, so angry at me, I ran down the halls, down past my room, sprinted down the stairs, past the kitchen, and into the basement. The storage basement. I sat there, wondering about how America would punish me. She wasn't the type to hurt. But she could. She could fire me, and send me away from her. And Lucy. Oh, my darling Lucy. I've never needed her so much in my life. I miss her beautiful smile, her flowing hair, her soft, delicate hands.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
It Didn't Take Me Long to Love You~~A Selection Fan Fiction
FanficDid you ever want to know what happen after The ONE. Travel into everyone's point of view thought love, hurt AND hurt. If you haven't read The Selection, The Elite, or The One, please don't read this for spoiling purposes. -Intelligence Required
