When I close my eyes, it's everywhere. Dark crimson splashes splayed out across the comforter seeping into bright white fabric. The tinny taste of copper seethes into my nostrils and melts on my tongue. It sits in the back of my throat, taunting, teasing, thwarting my ability to get up and move.
The moment I lived was the day my world crashed and burned.
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Pictures of You
Teen FictionUSA Today Bestseller Jane Anthony weaves a gripping tale of love, loss, hope, and second chances. Every memory Charlotte Hargrove has of Ryan makes her wonder how she didn't see the signs. With each passing day, she wrestles with her guilt. He was i...
