All I could remember was:
- An overflowing bathtub
- A hair dyer still on and too close to the water
- A dead woman
and
- A yellow post-it note that said:
That makes six.
Who's seven?
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A/N: I actually wrote like a +4 page prologue and then realized they aren't supposed to be that long...so I wasted my time and yours.
Whoops.
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FanfictionWould you risk loving someone knowing the cost is their own life? Mason Walker, an aspiring author, has her demons. She moves to Portland, Maine to collect herself and clear her thoughts. When Harry comes into her life she believes he is the key to...
