Rosewood Institute
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  • Reads 255,214
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  • Parts 49
  • Time 3h 55m
Ongoing, First published Jun 06, 2022
Birch Bluebelle Hastings has been physically, verbally, and emotionally abused by his father since he was 8 years old when he told him he was gay. 

His twin sister, Iris, died from leukemia when he was 10 years old and he hasn't loved anyone since. 

His life is full of pain and torment; his father didn't just break his soul and body he broke that small part of himself that can ever trust again. 

One day when his father and his friend Leon were beating Birch, the police stormed the house and arrested them both. But Birch passed out from pain and blood loss before the situation could be explained to him. 

Now, he's sent to the Rosewood Institution after his father signed over his parental rights to Dr. Silas Blackwell, and Silas and his boys are determined to heal what Birch's father broke.
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