Description
Tiffany was... Alone, she was also... How do I put it? A lost gem stone in a sea of pebbles. And her eyes... Her eyes are the colours of the sky at dusk, Well one of her eyes the other... The other. It was the most beautiful dark sapphire blue...most of the time... If not then the most beautiful emerald green you can imagine. It was the colour of the grass in the early morning when it had morning dew drops in it. She was stunning all over...... ¤☆TRIGGER WARNING☆¤ Contains themes of: Murder, Suicide. Deppresion, Cusing (Swearing), Violence. Also some parts will be in over languages. If so please do not use a traslator if you do not know what it means and do not spoil the story or put meanings in the comments as it may ruin it for other people, please and thank you. Anyway thanks if you read all the way through and that's enough blabbering from me. On with the story! ♡☆♡☆♡ P.S The cover is mine I did the photography.
Where A Necklace of Hope Side By Side With Me
