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(Y/n) (L/n) looked out the tinted windows of the man's car longingly wishing she were allowed to at least roll down the window to smell the crisp clean air of Blue-Woods. As if reading her thoughts he gave her a cold disapproving look gripping her waist tighter and pulling her closer to him. She felt tears prickling at her eyes as she saw old posters with her face on it, she was just a high-school girl back then and her face looked significantly younger. She remembered that picture, it was her junior year picture. Her hair was tied in 2 pigtails and she smiled cheekily at the camera that day due to the photographer being very cute.

(Y/n) (L/N) had significantly changed, her figure was dressed in a delicate white flowy dress reaching her knees paired with a navy blue belt accentuating her waist. She wore cute navy blue Mary Jane heels with white socks on. Her long now hip length (h/c) hair was adorned with a eye-catching bright red ribbon keeping her soft well groomed hair away from her face. Her makeup was skillfully applied accentuating every feature of hers perfectly making her look extremely attractive. Her lashes framed her lovely almond eyes making them look full of life and her lips were painted a delicious shade of crimson. As unearthly beautiful as (Y/n) looked anyone could tell she wasn't happy, her eyes looked hollow and devoid of any emotions. The bright glint she carried in her eyes so long ago had completely dissipated and she was a beautiful shell of what she once was. Meanwhile he looked at his beautiful doll lovingly he couldn't believe she was turning 20 that day...oh would he regret ever letting her see Blue-woods on that evening.