Unwanted Memories

Unwanted Memories

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Unwanted Memories follows six friends bound not just by friendship, but by the scars life has left on them. Arona, an 18-year-old girl with a heart full of dreams and memories she wishes she could erase, and her brother Joshua have weathered storms no one should have to face. Alongside their closest friends - Alex, James, Ryan, and Liam - they navigate the aftermath of heartbreak, abuse, and trauma. As Arona finds herself torn between her lifelong bond with Liam and her growing love for the complicated Alex, secrets bubble beneath the surface, threatening to unravel everything. In a world built on pain, these friends must find out if healing is even possible - or if some memories are just too unwanted to forget.
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❝ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰʟʏ ᴜɴʟᴇꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰᴀʟʟ ❞ Trapped in a toxic relationship, Annabelle finds it difficult to leave. Adrian is everything she has ever known. Niall is her childhood bestfriend. Destiny always finds a way. PREVIEW: "You need to wake up." His voice was gentler now, almost pleading. "This isn't love, Annie. This isn't..." He took a deep breath. "This isn't healthy." "You don't understand," I said adamantly. "He's different now. He's trying." Niall's expression hardened. "And these?" His fingers hovered towards my neck, where the marks lay. He dropped his hand before he touched them. "This is him trying?" I flinched, taking a step back. "I should go." "To him?" Niall asked, voice cracking. "So he can do worse? So he can continue lying right to your face?" "That's not fair," I snapped, walking up so our faces were inches apart. I felt so much anger towards him right now that I almost couldn't contain it. His words hurt me, and he said them so effortlessly... I wanted to hurt him the way he hurt me, it was a constant war within me not to lash out at him. I knew I had to leave before I did, my fuse was running short. "No, what's not fair is watching someone you-" He cut himself off, turning away. When he faced me again, his eyes were hard. "What's not fair is watching someone you care about walk willingly back into a fire and not being able to stop them."

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