Description
After 3 years of not seeing each other, one thinking the other is dead while the other one is slowly giving up, will they meet again? Malia: I let out a scoff as I thought about it. Love sick, yes definitely love sick. I was stupid to think it would last, we would last. I think a part of me two years ago wanted this to be one sick dream I would soon awaken to while Ace's arms were sprawled around me. But now thinking about it I want to let out a laugh. What a stupid girl I was. Ace: Giving my head a little shake I had resumed back to reality. Looking through my loose strands of hair my eyes landed on the girl that a couple of seconds ago was Malia. Now that once beautiful face was replaced with one ugly, clearly made all of plastic, a girl with black hair not with brown, those once beautiful brown eyes were replaced with a hazel, and that once beautiful soul was replaced with a snotty brat.
Simple
