Infinity Runs Out (rewritten)
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(Note: I wrote this book on my old account, @Smiley_Unicorn_9701 and then i lost my password and are rewriting the books that i wrote on it. i promise, these will be better)
Lyric Linkwood has been through literal hell. She's struggling, not only with her half way across the country move, but her alcholic and abusive father. She seems lost in the world, until she meets Jack Roberts. He becomes incredibly close to her. But, will infinity run out?
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