Story cover for THE BETTER VERSION.  by uneditedthoughts
THE BETTER VERSION.
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    Chapitres 11
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    LECTURES 434
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  • WpPart
    Chapitres 11
  • WpHistory
    Durée 1h 32m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement janv. 19, 2018
Contenu pour adultes
"Don't tell me what to do. I'm not 3!"

Looking through the mirror I see him tightening his grip on the steering wheel. I see his knuckles turning red.

I take a sneak glance and notice that his veins start to show. I know he's really mad at me.

I should have stopped it. I saw it coming. But I was mad at him. And I was protecting my ego. The next thing I heard was a screeching sound and a very loud bang.

And then voices.

"Is anybody hurt?"

"Call 911."

******

Take a walk through Audrey's life. A 21 year old  coming from a moderately financially stable family.

Does she have dark Pasts? Secrets? 

Twists and turns you will love.
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