It was all a dream. I was alone and not with Jonas, kissing in a hammock. This was my reality, living in a rickety, old bungalow with no one to help me.
After dreaming about Jonas and trying to forget about it, I looked out the window and noticed it was dark out. I peered down at my watch and read 9:37.
I rolled over, but I couldn't help but to imagine Jonas. I cried myself back to sleep.
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Happily Ever After.... Yeah Right!!
RomanceIf the title didn't give it away, this book is a modern day retelling of a Cinderella story. Ever since Alexandra Riley was young, she has dreamed about a happily ever after of her very own; however, her dreams of a "Happily Ever After" shattered be...
