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"This world has nothing to offer. " I sighed and breakdown into a soggy sob. The rain was no help at all other than deafening my endless helpless cries. Tap The rain is awfully strong this time of year. Tap tap Who is it? I sniffled harshly. Hold on. The rain. It stopped? Already? I look up to check if I'm really losing my mind at this point but instead a pair of hazel amber orbs with emerald green flecks filled with pity and sadness looked down at me. The orb belonging to this rugged man offers his hand to me while his other hand held up an umbrella. The pity in his eyes stabbed me with remorse. What have I become? "Take my hand, love" This kind and stunning man voiced. "I don't trust anyone. " I said harshly turning away from his god forsaken face. He laughed, "I wouln't hurt you as long as I exist, love" He cooed. I decided to face him just from hearing the certainty in his voice and you can see the truthfulness in those orbs of his. Heather Amari Thomson. A girl with a good life who is constantly finding her true purpose until she is met with a big obstacle given by life itself. She is unable to face it until someone came to her aid. Anthony Jackson. A mysterious figure appears out of nowhere found his true soulmate after a number of years and like a predator, he planned to capture the prey when it's in its weakest.
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