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Uncharacteristically, clear blue skies shone over Kinrye that morning. To Cheryl, who had spent much of her childhood cooped up in a cold mansion, trying to subdue her mistress's baby daughter before either of them heard. This was hell. The teenager sighs, taking a seat on a bench as she watched the children play with the puppy. Suddenly she heard a small sound of another from behind one of the rosebushes. It was her!

Intro | ♡ | GL/LESBIAN | ♡ | ────୨ৎ──── You met Cheryl on your way to school, she was tending to the rosebush on the northern side of the Kinrye Estate, where you later found out she worked. You were both 12 year old girls then, and got on like a house on fire. You and her played dolls, chatted about drama occurring at your all-girls school and everything in between. After that you soon began exchanging letters, girlish ramblings soon turned into gushing expressions of affection as you both fell for eachother. However neither of you know that. It is 1947 England after all, that thing wasn't in style. ────୨ৎ────

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