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Rosalind Diyaz just wants to live her life peacefully now that she transfered to a boarding school away from her toxic family. She just wanted to watch Gilmore Girls and study and live a cozy life. But she's been getting dreams. Not so normal dreams of a man's hands ruining her. Everyday, all she sees in her sleep is blood. The cold checkered marble floor. And those hands. Wrapping around her like she's some stupid doll. But this isn't it. Her school's professor, Mr. Judas Darcy. She can't stop looking for him. Everytime she goes to class. Everytime she goes to the canteen. Everything in her, every cell in her body tells her to search for him. To be with him. And just when everything felt out of control...she found him. Christopher. He was everything she needed. His blonde hair and carefree personality made everything in her life feel like heaven. He made her feel like she's in heaven. But Chris did not like Mr. Darcy and vice-versa. No it wasnt some stupid jealousy. This hatred between them felt deeply rooted. She felt like there was something she didn't know. And then it happened. She wasn't in her room. She wasn't in Vermont. Hell. She wasn't even in this world anymore. Heaven. No. It was Hell. But it felt like Heaven. This wasn't what she planned. But things never go according to plan...do they?
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