All I ever wanted is love. I dream, read and write about love. And I keep on pledging my hopes on people that drop them. But I pick them up and hand them to them again. And I concluded that I hope to find love in hollow people just to be sure that they wont feel the same way. And Im afraid to be loved. I'm afraid to experience such thing.
Chapter 55: Confession
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