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Dear Diary,
Her mother left with her father. My princess waved them goodbye with her dog behind. Her nanny saw me standing on the door while pretending to stare with interest at the tree. The bitch waved at me, biting her lips on the process. I looked at her passively, sending a signal that I don't give a flying fuck. Damn bitches these days.
Good thing that my princess is innocent enough to see how dark the true world is.
My fake staring on the tree gave me the opportunity to observe her from my peripheral view. And as usual, she's beautiful.
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Eleven (His Diaries)
Short StoryA sneak peak of a man who love someone he shouldn't have. Age will defy the odds.
