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Black was the color of his hair, cascading down past his eyes. Ebony was the color or his eyes, dark and muddy, unclear. But his skin was white.

If only she knew what ugly things that could come in the most beautiful of packages.

With honey brown hair, that rested unevenly at the hollow of her neck, and her golden eyes that held light brighter than the sun itself, she was his salvation. His annoyingly determined, widely aspiring savor.

But the most beautiful things are deadly.

As two teens discover more about themselves, they unravel the truth of their destructive society, and gain much more than what they bargained for.