Homecoming (Lesbian)

Homecoming (Lesbian)

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Riley Brenan should've had the life she dreamed of when she was young. A good job, a lovely house and a beautiful wife. But life had other plans. When faced with making a life changing decision to protect someone she loves, Riley is forced to abandon everything she has ever known and cherished. Four years later, Riley returns to her hometown carrying deep wounds that refuse to heal, only to find that nothing is the way she left it. Her little brother won't speak to her, her parents are on the edge of divorce, her friends are married and pursuing careers, and her old girlfriend has moved on with her life. Riley tries to make a life for herself in a town she doesn't recognize anymore. Now, every day has become a fight to get everything she has lost back, while stopping the memories of her horrible past from haunting her and taking away what little she has left.
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Bree doesn't do love anymore. Not since the accident. Not since the life she built was taken from her in the quiet blink of a moment. Now she keeps things simple. Drinks too much. Sleeps with women who don't ask questions. Keeps her heart buried somewhere between a barstool and the back porch. Then Harper comes back. The girl from summers past. The one who knew her before the world got sharp. Bree tells herself it's nothing. Just a ghost of a friendship. A familiar face passing through. But something's shifting. And the more she tries to ignore it... the more it demands to be seen. Some wounds don't scar over. Some hearts don't stay buried.

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