Blue Sweaters
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Liam walks into the coffee shop every morning and sees the same girl every time. She always wears a blue sweater. Sometimes striped, sometimes knitted. Other times it's a light blue. Sometimes it's dark. He doesn't know her name, or age, or anything, other than her face and the table she sits at. The only gesture he's made toward her, is a warm smile. She's always replied back with one. a weak one. Liam knows she's hurt. But will she share? What if LouAnne never tells, and never gets to talk to Liam? WARNING: this story does have depression, suicide, etc. this story is to help any one who's lost. Copyright©
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Isla Holbrooke wakes up everyday knowing she's different. She accepts it, she embraces it, but she's not sure she quite understands it. Her scars are mental, not there to be seen but to be felt. So when her friend signs her up for a matchmaking service, everything begins to change after she receives an anonymous text. What starts as a conversation leads to life-changing events. She no longer finds pity in her dull life anymore, no longer dreads the visits to her psychiatrist. Now, there's somebody to talk to and somebody who listens. Ash Castello has just come back from Italy. Forced to take over his father's business, he's already begun to hate the job his first day. The coffee machines are broken, profits are falling, and the designer he's supposed to work so closely with, despises him. But there's something that helps shed light into his day. Every morning, he finds himself waiting for a text from a girl he's never even seen before. He doesn't know the colour of her eyes, but knows that her favourite colour is silver. He doesn't know her name, but knows what she calls her Turkish Siamese But he definitely doesn't know that she's the same girl he works with everyday. The girl that hates him, is also the same girl who listens to him whenever he has something to say. No... definitely not. Cover image credits go to the rightful owners! :)

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