Even though she was always smiling, I could just tell, Behind that smile, she wasn't better.
I just don't understand...
Why did she feel like she had to sacrifice so much for me?
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A Sixteen Year Old's Artbook
FanfictionHeya! So yeah the first description was a bit short and also kinda old and dated so I decided to change it. I decided to make an artbook for fun especially since I don't like the deviantart format as much as the wattpad format. (No I do not post on...
{Day Fiftyone: Why}
Even though she was always smiling, I could just tell, Behind that smile, she wasn't better.
I just don't understand...
Why did she feel like she had to sacrifice so much for me?
