ciao guys! Here it is. Chapter 2
Isabella's POV
If te smell rose early in the morning and it a bright and beautiful day, te begin to think that your giorno 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 doccia 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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