hey guys! Here it is. Chapter 2
Isabella's POV
If anda smell mawar early in the morning and it a bright and beautiful day, anda begin to think that your hari may just be great but in reality people, it come rare…well in my dictionary, nothing will ever be great anymore. With my dad gone, I wonder if life will ever be good.
I get up to see that I am actually sniffing Rose’s and that it actually is a bright and beautiful day. I sigh as I turn the mandi, shower on in my bathroom. I hop in after getting unchanged. After I finish, I get change in my navy knee length jeans and my white t-shirt. I go downstairs...
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