SAVING HER

SAVING HER

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SAM: What is love? Is it patient? Is it kind? Who the hell knows. I don't. I just know I must save the one person I've ever opened my cold heart up to. I don't care what it takes to save her. I sell drugs. I sell my soul. I don't care. She just has to live. Then enters Logan Prescott. He makes sure to screw everything up. He makes me care. He makes me feel... And that is just not okay. LOGAN: Hollywood. Lies. Sex. Fans. Attention. Lonely. I've been alone for far too long, caught up in a world I love but is slowly killing me. The real me. The one behind the lights. Then there's her. The smart ass waitress who hates me with a fiery passion. Trigger Warning: This is not a typical love story. Sam and Logan's story contains disturbing scenes, drugs, sex and strong language.
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