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He Loved Me, He Loved Me Not: How does she not believe she's perfect?
Alia Lynch was full of obscenities. After being hit with the non-people pleasing serum, more and more was coming out that JR4 found a lot to handle.
But yet here she was, with that innocent laugh he knew from 8 years ago. With that innocent smile. And that innocent joy that she still had deep within her.
He had to ask himself as he was staring at her in her white undies and pale green T.
He had to ask himself the question that only his head was allowed to contain. Never aloud could these thoughts be made known to her.
"How could someone who thought she was so broken be...so perfect...?"
But yet here she was, with that innocent laugh he knew from 8 years ago. With that innocent smile. And that innocent joy that she still had deep within her.
He had to ask himself as he was staring at her in her white undies and pale green T.
He had to ask himself the question that only his head was allowed to contain. Never aloud could these thoughts be made known to her.
"How could someone who thought she was so broken be...so perfect...?"
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