Three weeks and two days later and Alex was still left with a hole in her chest. Nate was dead. Gone. No one could have him anymore.
Alex needed something to pick her up again. She needed something or... someone.
"Hello?"
"McQuigg?"
"Yeah, who's this?"
"It's Alex, Alex Vosler. I was hoping you might want to grab a drink?"
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Hard Feelings
General FictionAlex Vosler has had her fair share of love and loss. It seems that bad luck follows her and rubs off onto the people she gets closest to. Moving to a new city, Alex hopes to restart and find someone new. She does just that, only, she finds someone...
