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He was curious. Always has been ever since he saw her. He wanted to talk to her but she was so ... Unapproachable. Distant. A fantasy. She slipped through his finger, broke a leg in the process. "I think about you more often than I would like." ___________________________ The Prime minister's son has eyes for someone. And she doesn't see him, wouldn't even risk looking in his direction. She detests him and that, in his eyes, makes her lovelier. Palatable. Whispers of death graze her ear, infuses her mind until her eyes are blind to her reflection. The mirror stands her enemy, her beloved, her happiness, her misery. ______________________________ She sees him, all of him, his scares, his sadness, his fear and her future, their future. He is perfect and she would do anything to get him. _____________________________ GENRE: Psychological/ Political/ Dark romance/ Slow-burn/ Suspense. This story contains heavy themes such as abuse, bullying, and assault. Please don't hurt your precious brain to read this if you can't handle it. _____________________________ #8 in self-love
The Book Speech
