You were the sweetest girl in the island. Always kind and prissy. Doe blue eyes, silky blonde hair, porcelain white skin. Always wearing pink, always fluffy eyelashes, always pink glosses. You were the princess, actually.

He was taller than you, he was 6’5 and you were 5’1. He had a muscle body. buzzcut blonde hair, icy cold blue eyes.

You were clearly a bimbo, a bit dumb and always wearing pink stuff, especially you loved mini skirts! But, you were not that stupid, you were a bit mean girl sometimes, an innocently mean. You were the princess, things were going how you want. Like Queen B.

And Rafe Cameron, love of your life. You were dating with him for a 3 years, you were blindly love with him, and probably he was too. He loved spoiling you, buy you clothes-fill your shopping addict-, solve your stupid little problems so you wouldnt use your little brain and you can give him all your attention. You were his doll, he spoiled you in everyway. But it was not that perfect, he was so controlling and possessive too. And dont forget that he is the most violent and dangerous guy in this island- but you guys didnt care about these, you were in love.

It was the one of your break ups, as usual, arguing and break up. You went the party at his house, in Tannyhill. You were wearing light pink mini dress and you were gorgeous. You come to party but you see a girl-Sofia in his lap. You pull his bestfriend, Topper, talks with him angrily.

“What he is doing with that bitch?”