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Not The One I Wanted, But The One I Got
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Ongoing, First published Oct 11, 2017
Harley Drew, the girl with an attitude, wakes up in a dark illuminous room with no memory of her past.

(Original Story. Might not be long but I'll put all I can into it. I'll edit it once it's all over.)
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Everything happened so fast after that night, from taking shelter under a stranger to being engaged to another stranger. She soon became a girl who had her future planned to a girl who had nothing in her hand. She saw herself falling deeper and deeper into the void without anyone to help her rise again. Will she find peace in midest of the strangers? Will she find her way home? She won't drown this time, right?