Lea's life is a mess and to top it off her family is bankrupt. In all those messed up thoughts she visits her cousin's wedding, a private wedding. There she met two people who became everything she has. But what happens when she has to break one person's heart?

For eleven years, Oakley Farrell has been silent. At the age of five, she stopped talking and no one seems to know why. Refusing to communicate beyond a few physical actions, Oakley remains in her own little world. Bullied at school, she has just one friend, Cole Benson. Cole stands by her refusing to believe that she is not perfect the way she is. Over the years, they have developed their own version of a normal friendship. However, will it still work as they start to grow even closer? When Oakley is forced to face someone from her past, can she hold her secret in any longer?

𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 ' 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦?' 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯. ♥️ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘹-𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. ♥️

On February 20th Phyllis Denver passed away in a hit-and-run car accident. Her dear family members came to put her in the grave. She was a young girl in her twenties and everyone mourned the dear girl's death. Something was strange, Phyllis who was in the grave could hear everybody crying but she was unable to move or speak. In that moment she can even distinguish the people she knows but... Some voices really seemed unfamiliar. One voice said "Here comes another one..." and another one added "These days young girls are dying frequently," To Phyllis one voice seemed annoying and another voice seemed sweet. After lying in that position for a day Phyllis suddenly opened her eyes and she was shocked to see herself confined in the coffin and to top that she had no clue who she was. At first horror took hold of her and then she realized even though she woke up she can't leave the coffin yet. She banged the coffin forcefully but there was no result, Slowly her breathing became heavy and she lost conscious. Next day she casually stretched herself, and then she was surprised to see her hands stretching out of coffin. Coming up to the ground she looked around in wonder and then she looked at the gravestone. On it was written: Phyllis Denver Beloved daughter of Ronald and Aria Denver. May she rest in peace. Seeing her parent's names some memories of her childhood came to her, that's when she realized who she was.