She wasn't my first. But she was my last.
I hadn't known her long. But if felt like a lifetime.
She was my beauty. I was her beast.
She was my perfection. I was her imperfection.
She was my other half. I was her missing piece.
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Teen Fiction(Book 2: Don't Stop just Go) (You don't have to read them in order. It's all the same story, just from three different peoples views.) Dominick. The story of a bet. Turned love. Turned tragedy
