Dear Adam,
Im finally happy again, thanks to Sawyer. I forgot when the last time was that i smiled.
I still love you though, and Sawyer understands. He whispers sweet nothings into mg ear just like you did, his hugs are warms just like yours, and his kisses are addicting too.
He reminds me of you.
Smiling,
Bailey
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Dear Adam, (#2 in series)
Teen FictionIn which an unfixable girl writes to a dead boy. "You were a hurricane ," {Sequel to "Dear Bailey,"} WARNING: story may be a trigger
