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A girl is forced to be a sex slave for her husband he abuses her until she cries in-front of him. She thought she was making the right choice, when he asked her to marry him at Prom. Yet...he changed into a sick minded man. RATED M- Some content may be to extreme for some readers

Part 1 of the LSD trilogy, which tells the story of three teenagers. After attempting suicide twice, Lucas and David take care of the 13-year-old Serena. Together they experience love and life. But when promises can’t be held, her newfound hope in life is crumbling down. Read with caution. Strong language, non-expilicit sexual encounters.

My ears were buzzing and the room grew denser. Tears clouded my eyes as a lump built in my throat. I was dizzy and high. Her memory was too painful to bear. I don’t want to remember, yet I’m too afraid to forget. God, I miss her. The tears streaked my face as I thought of how she would react to seeing me right now.

A girl is forced to be a sex slave for her husband he abuses her until she cries in-front of him. She thought she was making the right choice, when he asked her to marry him at Prom. Yet...he changed into a sick minded man. RATED M- Some content may be to extreme for some readers

Part 1 of the LSD trilogy, which tells the story of three teenagers. After attempting suicide twice, Lucas and David take care of the 13-year-old Serena. Together they experience love and life. But when promises can’t be held, her newfound hope in life is crumbling down. Read with caution. Strong language, non-expilicit sexual encounters.

My ears were buzzing and the room grew denser. Tears clouded my eyes as a lump built in my throat. I was dizzy and high. Her memory was too painful to bear. I don’t want to remember, yet I’m too afraid to forget. God, I miss her. The tears streaked my face as I thought of how she would react to seeing me right now.