Chapter 1: Prologue
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Felicity looked down at her seventeen Jahr old daughter’s tear stained face, her own herz breaking. She knew first hand the agonies of love, but how was she to explain that to a teenager? How do Du tell someone, there is no such thing as a fairytale Liebe story, with out completely destroying any hope that they may have left? Du see, Felicity thought…
When Du are young, it was okay to believe in fairy tales…that Fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming, schloss on...
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