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While I thought my vengeful thoughts and made my plans to ruin her life when I could, Chris was tenderly kissing me. I hadn’t even noticed. Stop! I cried when I felt his lips pressing down on mine. Leave me alone! You don’t love me like I want to be loved, for what I am. You love me because my face is like hers! Sometimes I hate my face!He looked terribly wounded as he backed toward the door. I was only trying to comfort you, he said in a broken voice. Don’t turn it into something ugly.

V.C. Andrews

While I thought my vengeful thoughts and made my plans to ruin her life when I could, Chris was tenderly kissing me. I hadn’t even noticed. Stop! I cried when I felt his lips pressing down on mine. Leave me alone! You don’t love me like I want to be loved, for what I am. You love me because my face is like hers! Sometimes I hate my face!He looked terribly wounded as he backed toward the door. I was only trying to comfort you, he said in a broken voice. Don’t turn it into something ugly.

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About V.C. Andrews

Cleo Virginia Andrews (June 6, 1923 – December 19, 1986), better known as V. C. Andrews or Virginia C. Andrews, was an American novelist. She was best known for her 1979 novel Flowers in the Attic, which inspired two movie adaptations and four sequels. While her novels are not classified by her publisher as Young Adult, their young protagonists have made them popular among teenagers for decades. After her death in 1986, a ghostwriter who was initially hired to complete two unfinished works has continued to publish books under her name.