I was given a hundred and one days to bring justice to my death. A hundred and one days on earth. A second life, but unlike any other, mine has a limit.
A hundred and one days to breathe, live, eat and love again.
Will things be the same? Will I remember my name, the people I love, or how to write? These I don’t know. There’s no assurance on what life on earth will be like for the second time.. and I’m more than terrified.
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Fallen (Harry Styles)
FanfictionA second life she asked for, fortunately granted. To seek for vengeance, no. But to bring justice to her death, yes. She was given a hundred and one days to live again, to search for her killer. Did she not only unfold the mysteries, but also learnt...
