From my old account, may be different
3 friends, 3 fates.
The oldest ones? To grow up rich, and be the kindest principal.
The middle ones? To marry the oldest, and become a famous artist.
The youngest ones?
Well, her fate is to die.
From my old account, may be different
3 friends, 3 fates.
The oldest ones? To grow up rich, and be the kindest principal.
The middle ones? To marry the oldest, and become a famous artist.
The youngest ones?
Well, her fate is to die.
"Why the fuck you let him touch you!!!"he growled while punching the wall behind me
'I am so scared right now what if he hit me like my father did to my mother or what if he tried to hurt me more the...