Prologue
Dear Diary,
Throughout our lives, we learn to define ourselves. Whether by our education, career or relationship. We always find a way to classify ourselves and to make sense of where we stand in the world.
My life has never been simple by any means. From spine chilling childhood to gloomy adolescence all I received was scars .
When I signed the deal, I never knew those 15 days 360 hours 21600 minutes were enough for her to rip my scars and transform an ugly caterpillar into a butterfly.
They say, loving the wrong person hurt. But what happens when the wrong person made the corner of your lips curled up into a smile. What happens when the person made you love your ugliest scars and taught you that you are not defined by your scars.
But my dear diary, fate had other plans.
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Ok my first SS here. It will be in male protagonist pov.
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