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𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 - 𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎, 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓... 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎.
𝑻𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 - 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉."
Sometimes you don't run away to start anew, but because you no longer have the strength to stay.
Haunted by their pasts, seventeen-year-old Jolene and her mother have no choice but to flee back into their memories. Together, they move into the house Jolene's late grandfather left them, in Forks, a place where Jolene spent part of her childhood, now nothing more than a whispering memory in the fog, scented with rain, friendship, smoke, and the past.
What Jolene doesn't yet know is what awaits her among the gray-green misty forests and silent roads.
She will learn that the past doesn't always stay buried,
that hearts can open again, even after learning how to remain closed,
that love doesn't always mean healing,
and that some encounters are not coincidences, but fate.
~𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬, 𝐜𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 - 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.