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The life was hers, but she couldn't remember it anymore,
Who was she, before her soul ripped and heart tore?
A stranger in the mirror, looking at her with broken eyes,
She screamed for help, but she couldn't hear her own cries.
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Aftertaste | ✔️
Teen FictionFollowing the death of the notorious Claire Ashdown, her best friend and former flame attempt to pick up the pieces of their shattered lives. Told by a limited third person, Aftertaste captures three heartbroken voices: Lea, the best friend; Scarlet...
