Dear Danielle

Dear Danielle

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Four years, four letters. Four hundred drafts, not finished, crumpled and in the trash. Bleeding pens, broken and scattered, unsharpened pencils and broken tips line the floor. A broken window, a run-down house. One question floats in and out of his mind. If you could turn back the clock, and change any one thing without causing a ripple, would you take it? Landen's life has become an obsession. Every year, on the anniversary of the worst day of his life, he writes to her. Though he know's she'll never read it. She was taken, ripped from this world, and out of his arms for good. No, this is not suicide. It was an accident, that has left Landen broken and alone. It's been four years, and four letter since the death of Danielle, the love of his life. Little does he know, that one day, his endless suffering, will all come to an end. But, the question is..
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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