Foreword
bas • tard
adjective
born of parents not married to each other; illegitimate
"a bastard child"
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Guarded
Don't overthink how we started
Knew from the second you walked in
This could be something
Everybody's looking for love to start a riot
But every time I look in your eyes
The world gets quiet
So let it go, let it fall, let it fly
We'll keep on trying
'Cause I knew I was in love with you
When we sat in silence
- Silence by Before You Exit
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Beautiful excerpt from one of my favorite songs. Next part will be the Prologue, hope you'll enjoy the story and don't forget to vote and comment!
Lots of love <3
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