Chace was the typical boy-next-door dream. Dark brown hair, gorgeous hazel eyes, and a laugh that could melt any girl's heart, including mine. My name is Astrid, and I was somehow fortunate enough to get Chace as a neighbour and a best friend. We did everything together, and we loved each other. Unfortunately, I loved him in a way he would never love me.
Instead, he loved her.
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You, Me, & Her
Teen FictionChace was the typical boy-next-door dream. Dark brown hair, gorgeous hazel eyes, and a laugh that could melt any girl's heart, including mine. My name is Astrid, and I was somehow fortunate enough to get Chace as a neighbour and a best friend. We di...
