Once There Were Seven...
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Once there were seven friends, who loved each other like family. They had just gotten comfortable at college, pursuing their futures, when one by one those futures are violently ripped away. "A house filled with the memories of seven, but only one left to remember." (Book 1 of the ODAFR series)
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